Lil’ Wayne We Takin’ Over (Remix) Lyrics

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Lil’ Wayne Song

We Takin’ Over (Remix)

Lyrics to We Takin’ Over (Remix)

Heres for you mother fuckers runnin your mouth
Do your homework next time man
Make yourself look crazy

[Last Bar of We Takin Over by Lil Wayne]

I am the little big Cohuna, Y’dig?

Cause we takin over
One city at a time

[DJ Khaled: Lil Wayne]
This is exclusive
(its me, the rapper eater)
Lil Wayne, young money lets go!
(feed me, feed me, feed me)
DJ khaled, cornerstone
(No Homo)

[Lil Wayne:]
One time for me, one time for the DJ
He be Khaled, I be Lil Weezy
Baby if you ask me, if your nasty
Creative gifted bastard, spit sporadic
I’m so diplomatic, democratic
Touch it, bring it, push it, systematic
Damn right I kiss my daddy
I think they pissed at how rich my daddy is
And im his kid, I stunt with my daddy
Call ms. lee, she with my daddy
So diss me, and dont diss my daddy
Cause who was there when no one wasnt? just my daddy
Who was there when I needed money? just my daddy
So who be there when I see the money? just my daddy
Who said that I’d be the one? just my daddy
Hello hip hop, im home, its your daddy
When I say Deez, I dont mean the caddy
I mean these nutz Akon’s In Cali
Rick Ross, Tip, Stunna and Fat joe
And I can’t, can’t, can’t forget Brisco
And yeah I done squashed the bullshit wit zo
Its a bakery here, just trying to get dough
Shout to my dreads, my Haitians and chicos ya lookin for me hoe im in the 3-0
5, im the best rapper alive
Home boy got a mind, that a map wouldnt find
Home boy got a nine that a cop wouldnt find
Bet I could get to it, even if I was blind
Like a scary movie, they screamin when I rhyme
Im a king, you can ask Stephen if im lyin
Im a prince, too demanding like my mom
Too bold too cold like west Salome,
Me, me, its all bout me
If the girl got a voice, then she talkin bout me
Me, he say, she say, I say me
We’ll be in the M-I-A-Mi
With me and t and big Ronnie
And the homie streets prolly somewhere on the beach
And taz and E prolly somewhere in the jeep
And Marley in the phantom with Mr. g
And me, me, its all about me
Play with me and its all out beef
Beef, yes chest, feet tagged, bagged, blood, sheets
Yikes, yeeks, great Scott storch can I borrow your yacht
Watch me and my clique go all out
Like the ball in the stands, we balls out
Boy I dunno what yall bout
But I just spit like a dog mouth
Pink ice, just lookin like a hog mouth
Vrmmm, I had to bring the hog out
Yeah, light dem trees bring the log out
Everyday Christmas, im egg nogged out
And hip hop is my new bought house
My flow just grew legs and walked out (bye)

We Takin’ Over (Remix) Lyrics

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