Earthquake
Lil'Wayne Lyrics


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(Speak to them Jazze)

[Chorus]
I
(Yea fly guy)
I'm way more fly than you
(That's right)
I'll take your dime from you
(That's right)
Now she want to spend all night with me
(She want to wake up with Weezy-F baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to, baby
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
I'd like to spend the rest of my night with you
(Yea so how bout you, so how bout you)

I'll take your bitch give her back, take your bitch again
Because you throw a five I pitch a ten
Now she want to get inside of my sixty six
She sees my wrist blue and yellow like Michigan
She say she love her man she misses him
But nobody do it better than her distance dick (me)
I'm her long distance pimp
When I land my bitches want for me on the strip (yup)
And I don't lie I confess,
I'm the one who turn that orange vest to a dress
Gotta dress to impress though,
Gotta stay clean, plus momma in a Lex four
She with me, what you expect, I live to be fly to death
It's the bird man Jr. sincerely yours
When it rains it pours, when it rains it whores

[Chorus]

Now why you want to go do that
Like I can't see through that
Tattoo right there like I can't view that
Girl what that say, Girl what who that
Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil' Wayne (nop)
Cause I'm way more flyer
Have you hanging round a bunch of yeyo buyers (no),(no)
And not a day go by us,
We don't get higher than the telephone wires
Cut your telephone off we ridin'
Where phones don't roam they don't even come on
You're far from home so leave it alone
You creeping with the king of the throne
You sleepin' in a tee and a thong
With your hair in a pony
I ain't got no blinds
We can stare at the morning (yup)
But I can't be there all morning
I'm a pimp, baby girl, I'm going, going, gone

[Chorus]

I'm sorry I was grooving
Gotta love that laid back Mannie Fresh music
But let's get back to what we was doing
Laid back in that black on Pat Ewing's
That's thirty three V tires, he fire
These streets ain't papaya ma
You gotta keep heat on your side
Two must, so I'm a get three more and cop you one
Wait, naw hun cause you ain't exempt
If your ass ever trip I'll give you a clip (yea)
But I love the way your jeans suck in your hip
And you walk kinda mean how you strut with a dip
And you talk kinda clean and you lick your lips
But I can't fall for you cause I stick to the script (yup)
I said I stick to my grip,
I stick to my money,
That's life to me
Sorry honey Jazze

[Chorus]

So how bout you, yea
So how bout you?
See what I'm talking bout sweet heart
You ain't even gotta have John Madden
You ain't gotta have Dick Vitale,
You ain't gotta Lee Carsole
You ain't gotta have Stuart Scott,
You ain't gotta have Linda Cohn
Know what I'm talking bout,
You ain't gotta have the staff of E-S-P-N
You ain't gotta have ABC staff just to talk sports baby
Cause I got game sweetheart
Just fuck with the boy and I'll get you a jersey
What you want me to put on the back
Daddy's little that's right,
See what I'm talking bout
I can't give you the game
But I can show the game
And you can see what you see
And peek how you peek and get what you get




Know what I'm talking bout
Weezy

Overall Meaning

The song "Earthquake" by Lil' Wayne features Jazze Pha and is a classic hip-hop track about Lil' Wayne's extravagant lifestyle and his sexual escapades with women. The song starts with Jazze Pha hyping up Lil' Wayne's style, and how attractive he is. In the chorus, Lil' Wayne asserts his superiority over his competition, saying that he is more "fly" than them and can take their women with ease. He asks a woman to throw herself at him and spend the night with him, offering to be her companion for the rest of the night. In the first verse, Lil' Wayne raps about how he can steal a woman from another man and "pitch a ten" when the man could only "throw a five." He boasts about his wealth and how he can turn anything into fashion, even turning an orange vest into a dress. He calls himself a "long distance pimp" and how his women wait for him on the strip. In the second verse, Lil' Wayne warns women to stay away from him, saying he is a pimp and they should not fall in love with him. He references Mannie Fresh's music and talks about his liking for a woman's hips and how she walks. He offers to show her the game but warns her that he can't give her the game.


Line by Line Meaning

I
I am Lil' Wayne


(Yea fly guy)
I am a cool guy


I'm way more fly than you
I'm more stylish than you


(That's right)
That's correct


I'll take your dime from you
I'll steal your girlfriend


(That's right)
That's correct


Now she want to spend all night with me
Now she wants to spend the night with me


(She want to wake up with Weezy-F baby)
She wants to wake up with me


Let me be the one that you throw it to, baby
Let me be the one you give your attention to


(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
I want you to show me affection


I'd like to spend the rest of my night with you
I want to spend the night with you


(Yea so how bout you, so how bout you)
Would you like to spend the night with me?


I'll take your bitch give her back, take your bitch again
I'll steal your girlfriend and bring her back to you then steal her again


Because you throw a five I pitch a ten
Because you give her little attention, I give her more


Now she want to get inside of my sixty six
Now she wants to be in my car


She sees my wrist blue and yellow like Michigan
She admires my watch with blue and yellow colors like Michigan's flag


She say she love her man she misses him
She says she loves and misses her boyfriend


But nobody do it better than her distance dick (me)
But nobody pleases her more than me


I'm her long distance pimp
I'm her pimp even when I'm not around


When I land my bitches want for me on the strip (yup)
When I arrive, my girlfriends are waiting for me on the street


And I don't lie I confess,
I'm honest


I'm the one who turn that orange vest to a dress
I'm the person who made the prison uniform look stylish


Gotta dress to impress though,
I need to dress nicely to impress people


Gotta stay clean, plus momma in a Lex four
I need to stay clean and my mother is in my luxurious car


She with me, what you expect, I live to be fly to death
My mother is with me, and I like to look good


It's the bird man Jr. sincerely yours
I'm Birdman's son, Lil Wayne


When it rains it pours, when it rains it whores
When it rains a lot, prostitutes come out in large numbers


Now why you want to go do that
Why do you want to do that?


Like I can't see through that
Like I can't see what you're doing


Tattoo right there like I can't view that
I can see your tattoo clearly


Girl what that say, Girl what who that
What does your tattoo say, and who is it?


Bet he was lame, bet he ain't Lil' Wayne (nop)
I bet he's not as cool as me


Cause I'm way more flyer
Because I'm much more stylish


Have you hanging round a bunch of yeyo buyers (no),(no)
I have you hanging around people who buy cocaine


And not a day go by us,
We smoke weed every day


We don't get higher than the telephone wires
We get very high


Cut your telephone off we ridin'
Turn off your phone, we're together


Where phones don't roam they don't even come on
Where we're going, phones don't have signal


You're far from home so leave it alone
You're far from your home, so forget about it


You creeping with the king of the throne
You're with the best, Lil Wayne


You sleepin' in a tee and a thong
You're sleeping in a t-shirt and thong underwear


With your hair in a pony
Your hair is pulled back in a ponytail


I ain't got no blinds
I don't have window shades


We can stare at the morning (yup)
We can watch the sunrise


But I can't be there all morning
But I can't stay all morning


I'm a pimp, baby girl, I'm going, going, gone
I'm a pimp, and I'm leaving


I'm sorry I was grooving
I'm sorry, I was enjoying the music


Gotta love that laid back Mannie Fresh music
I love Mannie Fresh's relaxed music


But let's get back to what we was doing
But let's go back to what we were doing


Laid back in that black on Pat Ewing's
Relaxed, wearing black like Pat Ewing


That's thirty three V tires, he fire
Those are expensive 33-inch tires, they're great


These streets ain't papaya ma
These are dangerous streets


You gotta keep heat on your side
You need to carry a firearm


Two must, so I'm a get three more and cop you one
I have two guns, and I need three more to buy you one


Wait, naw hun cause you ain't exempt
Wait, nevermind, because you're not free from danger


If your ass ever trip I'll give you a clip (yea)
If you ever get into trouble, I'll shoot the person who did it


But I love the way your jeans suck in your hip
But I love the way your jeans fit your hips


And you walk kinda mean how you strut with a dip
You walk with attitude and swag


And you talk kinda clean and you lick your lips
You talk with clarity and lick your lips sexily


But I can't fall for you cause I stick to the script (yup)
But I can't fall in love with you because I stick to my principles


I said I stick to my grip,
I mean I stick to what I believe in


I stick to my money,
I mean I'm focused on making money


That's life to me
That's what matters most to me


Sorry honey Jazze
I'm sorry, Jazze


So how bout you, yea
How about you?


So how bout you?
What do you think?


See what I'm talking bout sweet heart
Do you understand what I'm saying?


You ain't even gotta have John Madden
You don't even need a famous sports commentator like John Madden


You ain't gotta have Dick Vitale,
You don't need Dick Vitale


You ain't gotta Lee Carsole
You don't need Lee Corso


You ain't gotta have Stuart Scott,
You don't need Stuart Scott


You ain't gotta have Linda Cohn
You don't need Linda Cohn


Know what I'm talking bout,
Do you know what I mean?


You ain't gotta have the staff of E-S-P-N
You don't need the ESPN staff


You ain't gotta have ABC staff just to talk sports baby
You don't need to be an expert to talk about sports


Cause I got game sweetheart
I know about sports


Just fuck with the boy and I'll get you a jersey
Just hang out with me, and I'll buy you a jersey


What you want me to put on the back
What do you want it to say on the jersey?


Daddy's little that's right,
You want it to say "Daddy's little"?


See what I'm talking bout
Do you see?


I can't give you the game
I can't teach you everything about sports


But I can show the game
But I can make you watch a game with me


And you can see what you see
And you can see what you see


And peek how you peek and get what you get
And look how you want and take what you can


Know what I'm talking bout
Do you know what I mean?


Weezy
My nickname "Weezy"




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: DWAYNE CARTER, BYRON THOMAS, PHALON ANTON ALEXANDER, AL GREEN, WILLIE MITCHELL, AL JR. JACKSON

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Tarsha Richardson

This song will never get old💕

Oliver Moreno

Facts

Arthur M.

I'm mad as hell this song ain't on Spotify 😭😭 this was my ish back in 6th grade...

Ryan Barros

it’s called shine on Spotify

bagels

it’s so fire

ShawnGlobal

YouTube premium Better 💯💯

Eugene Flowers

Im made" what I call her"from dedication 2 aint on there

Chris E

@Ryan Barros yeah thats crazy. Some reason I thought that was another name for it which is weird because he had another known song with the same name. Glad I seen ur comment to confirm I'm not crazy haha

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D A N I E

One of my favourite lil Wayne songs ❤️

LAQUAN S.

2020 still bumping this good old classic 💪🏾

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