[Fake Intro: Lil Wayne]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, check, check
Look, look
Psych!
[Spoken: Lil Wayne]
Hahaha! This the end, nigga, fuck that, y'all niggas crazy. Y'all think I'm 'bout to rap on this dude's shit? Man, this shit is perfect like it is. That's my nigga! Wait, that nigga ain't no nigga, huh? But that's my nigga Rob, fuck with ya boy! You already know what it is, man.
Look here. Hold on. This the outro, bitches! So, if you think I'ma say your name or say something 'bout ya or—or—or— something: listen. If you don't wanna hear this shit, go 'head and start the mixtape over. I hope you enjoyed!
It's Da Drought 3, ya dig? Only for y'all! I hope you got it free! Haha! No charge! Uh-uh! Lotta niggas don't do that. I don't even know why I do it, but I do it!
But anyway, let me light the blunt! Mmm, that's that granddaddy shit right there. Make your eyes close and shit. Know what I'm talkin bout? But um, I'm in this bitch! Weezy F. Baby, yeah, alright!
Um, Young Money, Cash Money, Dipset, Skull Gang, Terror Squad! J-J-Just a couple people I fuck with, ya dig? No homo!
So to start it off, I'ma shout out Young Money. What up, Spitta, Curren$y? Mack Maine? Raw Dizzy? Yeah! Young Ronnie! Red, L, I see you. Yeah, we go to New York; Ms. Nicki Minaj, yeah! Young Money! We gon' do it big this year! Remember that, Nicki Minaj, Young Money, Curren$y, Young Money! Lil Chuckee, I see you! Stay in school boy! Look here. Um, T! Po, E! Streets! Yeah, Boo! Boo back, y'all! Boo got a blunt in his ear, haha! Snack! Cici, bitch, bring that fucking car back! Haha, the people gon' get ya, b. Ha! Lou, baby, yeah. Hold on. Nacho. Chuck, bitch, you crazy, yeah. Yeah, Boobie, I see you, looking like Aaron McKie and shit. Hahahaha! Yeah! Young Money!
If I forgot ya, man, you know it ain't nothin like that, man, don't even much trip. I see you Weezy, yeah. Come on, man, um...
Cash Money! Big Roof, I see ya, unc'! Joe, OG! Kay! I see you! Squaleezy! Greg, what's poppin? LowJack, the boss, biatch! Yeah, what up, 'cuz? Look here. Jay! Suga Don! Slim! Mr. Williams, I gotcha, ya dig? Brian, Baby, Be-at-rice, Bubba, Stunna, whatever! You already know I love every one of 'em, nigga! Shawty! It's Junior!
Dipset! Killa! Flea! Yessir! Capo, I see ya. Both of 'em: Capito from the Eastside, and Capito from the Eastside! Haha, yeah.!
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, check, check
Look, look
Psych!
[Spoken: Lil Wayne]
Hahaha! This the end, nigga, fuck that, y'all niggas crazy. Y'all think I'm 'bout to rap on this dude's shit? Man, this shit is perfect like it is. That's my nigga! Wait, that nigga ain't no nigga, huh? But that's my nigga Rob, fuck with ya boy! You already know what it is, man.
Look here. Hold on. This the outro, bitches! So, if you think I'ma say your name or say something 'bout ya or—or—or— something: listen. If you don't wanna hear this shit, go 'head and start the mixtape over. I hope you enjoyed!
It's Da Drought 3, ya dig? Only for y'all! I hope you got it free! Haha! No charge! Uh-uh! Lotta niggas don't do that. I don't even know why I do it, but I do it!
But anyway, let me light the blunt! Mmm, that's that granddaddy shit right there. Make your eyes close and shit. Know what I'm talkin bout? But um, I'm in this bitch! Weezy F. Baby, yeah, alright!
Um, Young Money, Cash Money, Dipset, Skull Gang, Terror Squad! J-J-Just a couple people I fuck with, ya dig? No homo!
So to start it off, I'ma shout out Young Money. What up, Spitta, Curren$y? Mack Maine? Raw Dizzy? Yeah! Young Ronnie! Red, L, I see you. Yeah, we go to New York; Ms. Nicki Minaj, yeah! Young Money! We gon' do it big this year! Remember that, Nicki Minaj, Young Money, Curren$y, Young Money! Lil Chuckee, I see you! Stay in school boy! Look here. Um, T! Po, E! Streets! Yeah, Boo! Boo back, y'all! Boo got a blunt in his ear, haha! Snack! Cici, bitch, bring that fucking car back! Haha, the people gon' get ya, b. Ha! Lou, baby, yeah. Hold on. Nacho. Chuck, bitch, you crazy, yeah. Yeah, Boobie, I see you, looking like Aaron McKie and shit. Hahahaha! Yeah! Young Money!
If I forgot ya, man, you know it ain't nothin like that, man, don't even much trip. I see you Weezy, yeah. Come on, man, um...
Cash Money! Big Roof, I see ya, unc'! Joe, OG! Kay! I see you! Squaleezy! Greg, what's poppin? LowJack, the boss, biatch! Yeah, what up, 'cuz? Look here. Jay! Suga Don! Slim! Mr. Williams, I gotcha, ya dig? Brian, Baby, Be-at-rice, Bubba, Stunna, whatever! You already know I love every one of 'em, nigga! Shawty! It's Junior!
Dipset! Killa! Flea! Yessir! Capo, I see ya. Both of 'em: Capito from the Eastside, and Capito from the Eastside! Haha, yeah.!
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