Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. (born September … Read Full Bio ↴Did you mean: Lil' Wayne
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. (born September 27, 1982 in New Orleans, Louisiana), better known by his stage name Lil Wayne, is an American rapper. Formerly a member of the rap group the Hot Boys, he joined the Cash Money Records collective as a teenager. Get It How U Live, released in 1997, was Lil Wayne's first album with Hot Boys, and Tha Block is Hot, his solo debut, came out in 1999.
After gaining fame with two other albums in the early 2000s, Lil Wayne reached higher popularity with 2004's Tha Carter and its two subsequent albums Tha Carter II (2005) and Tha Carter III (2008). He earned various accolades following Tha Carter III, including being nominated for eight Grammy Awards. He released a rock album titled Rebirth in 2010.
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500 Degreez this time bitch
Yes sir, you already know
You see me? I eat, sleep, shit, and talk snaps; so fuck rap
Man I got weed, pills, pistols, all crack
Bitch niggas where ya hearts at?
Y'all ain't stuntin' like us
They like, "Wayne why the fuck you dressed in all black?"
I'm about to bring C-M-R back
And all the lames, we done lost that
And all we got is Weezy, Weezy, and Lil' Weezy to fall back
I'm about to lock it from the summer to the fall and back
"Its Weezy baby!" The ballers back
And the wheels on my car you got all of that
Stop playing, I've been balling jack
You don't want my glock spraying, I hit all them cats
You don't want my stomach ache, I shit on them cats
I get all them gats, Fresh and B it's all a rap!
If I'm the only Hot Boy what do you call that?
[Chorus]
You don't want to fuck with Weezy
You don't want to fuck with Weezy
Bitch what? I'll bust ya ass up
Don't even go there round
Niggas get your cash up
We probably need to clash up
And shit got me 'bout ass up
They finding niggas in they shit with they ass up
It ain't October 31st but we gone mask up and guess what
And I heard they got a nice chain
And for the right price I'll bust the right brain
And mommy hot cause pull up in that white thang
Yo nigga might be fly but I still get trifling
Riding through the city just me and my friend
Friday night special, professional tight aim
A gangsta is who you hearing
Me in my building with 20 bricks in the ceiling
I'm more real than, I got more scrill than
Got more skill than them there
I'm a Cash Money Millionaire
[Chorus]
Hot boy, hot, hot, hot boy, hot, hot, hot boy
Hot, hot, hot boy
Baby let me get the keys to the rover
No, let me get the keys to the house in Eastover
So I can throw a 500 Degreez platinum party, then the after party
Me and my Squad stomping in this bitch, fuck a Kappa party
Don't go to rapper parties, I'm no rapper man
But when the homies come home we throw a monster jam
And all my people tote chrome, we some monsters man
We gone mob to the promise land
I bought big, I'm a Tymer man
Son of a Stunna, still a girl fuck with a hustler!
Weezy keep it gutter for ya Baby Bubba
Baby blue Mercedes Coupe, Got it bullet proof
Make me shoot my 80 duke at your fucking roof
You're fucking with a big dog, nigga fucking woof
Mr. S-Fucking-Q, I'm the fucking truth
Three stripes, baby nice, lot of ice fucking
That's 500 Degreez!
[Chorus]
Hot boy, hot, hot, hot boy, hot, hot, hot boy
Hot, hot, hot boy
Bitch get your mind right,
Bitch get your mind right
In Lil Wayne's song "500 Degreez", he is proclaiming that he is the real deal in the rap world. He talks about his lifestyle that is full of ecstasy pills, marijuana, and pistols. He claims that he is called "Weezy" in the game for a reason and that's because he is unique and different from the rest of the rappers. He also states that his crew is the only ones that matter because they are on top with their cars, attire, and money. Wayne talks about his ability to easily shoot and kill his enemies if need be. He also boasts about being a member of the Cash Money Millionaire crew and how he is keeping it real while living a lavish lifestyle.
The chorus of the song shows how much Lil Wayne believes in himself and how he wants others to know that he is not a person to mess around with. He says, "You don't want to fuck with Weezy." This is a show of power and reminds everyone that Lil Wayne is on top of his game. Additionally, he proclaims that he does not attend rapper parties and only hosts events for his close friends and family.
Overall, "500 Degreez" is a song about Lil Wayne's lifestyle and how he wants everyone to know that he is the real deal. His lyrics display his confidence and power and remind everyone that he is not a person to be messed with.
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It's the real shit, yeah
This is the real deal
500 Degreez this time bitch
This is some next-level stuff
Yes sir, you already know
I don't need to explain this to you
You see me? I eat, sleep, shit, and talk snaps; so fuck rap
I live and breathe the streets; I'm above the rap game
Man I got weed, pills, pistols, all crack
I have access to all kinds of drugs and weapons
Bitch niggas where ya hearts at?
Where are your principles and values?
Y'all ain't stuntin' like us
You don't have what it takes to be like us
Bitch niggas where ya cars at?
Where are your flashy cars?
They like, "Wayne why the fuck you dressed in all black?"
People wonder why I'm always wearing black
I'm about to bring C-M-R back
I'm going to revive Cash Money Records
And all the lames, we done lost that
We have left behind all the weak and mediocre
And all we got is Weezy, Weezy, and Lil' Weezy to fall back
All we have is ourselves to rely on
I'm about to lock it from the summer to the fall and back
I'm going to dominate all year round
"Its Weezy baby!" The ballers back
I'm back and I'm the best
And the wheels on my car you got all of that
My car is so impressive, it has everyone's attention
Stop playing, I've been balling jack
Don't doubt me, I've been succeeding
You don't want my glock spraying, I hit all them cats
You don't want to mess with me, I won't hesitate to shoot
You don't want my stomach ache, I shit on them cats
You don't want me to ruin your day, I'll embarrass you
I get all them gats, Fresh and B it's all a rap!
I have a lot of guns and I'll take care of everything, with Fresh and B on my side
If I'm the only Hot Boy what do you call that?
I'm the hottest one out there, what else can you say?
[Chorus]
You don't want to mess with me
Bitch what? I'll bust ya ass up
What did you say? I'll beat you up
Don't even go there round
Don't even try to be confrontational
Niggas get your cash up
Get ready to spend some money
We probably need to clash up
We might need to fight
And shit got me 'bout ass up
I'm in trouble
They finding niggas in they shit with they ass up
People are getting caught by the police
It ain't October 31st but we gone mask up and guess what
We're going to put on masks and you'll never know who we are
And I heard they got a nice chain
I've heard someone has a valuable necklace
And for the right price I'll bust the right brain
For the right amount of money, I'll take care of it
And mommy hot cause pull up in that white thang
The ladies are attracted to me because of my expensive car
Yo nigga might be fly but I still get trifling
You might be cool, but I'm still better than you
Riding through the city just me and my friend
I'm cruising with my buddy
Friday night special, professional tight aim
I'm dangerous with my gun
A gangsta is who you hearing
You're listening to a real gangster
Me in my building with 20 bricks in the ceiling
I have a lot of drugs stored in a secret location
I'm more real than, I got more scrill than
I'm more authentic and richer than
Got more skill than them there
I'm more talented than them
I'm a Cash Money Millionaire
I'm a millionaire thanks to Cash Money Records
[Chorus]
You don't want to mess with me
Hot boy, hot, hot, hot boy, hot, hot, hot boy
I'm a hot commodity
Hot, hot, hot boy
I'm on fire
Baby let me get the keys to the rover
Let me borrow your car
No, let me get the keys to the house in Eastover
Actually, I want to borrow the keys to the house in Eastover
So I can throw a 500 Degreez platinum party, then the after party
I want to throw a great party, followed by an even better after-party
Me and my Squad stomping in this bitch, fuck a Kappa party
My crew and I are going to take over this party and forget about the Kappa party
Don't go to rapper parties, I'm no rapper man
I'm not just a rapper, I'm more than that
But when the homies come home we throw a monster jam
But when my friends are around, we throw a great party
And all my people tote chrome, we some monsters man
My crew is dangerous and we have firearms
We gone mob to the promise land
We'll go to the top
I bought big, I'm a Tymer man
I made a big purchase, I'm flashy
Son of a Stunna, still a girl fuck with a hustler!
I'm still a great catch for women
Weezy keep it gutter for ya Baby Bubba
I stay true to my roots for my loyal fans
Baby blue Mercedes Coupe, Got it bullet proof
I have a great car and it's also protected
Make me shoot my 80 duke at your fucking roof
I'll shoot my gun at your house
You're fucking with a big dog, nigga fucking woof
Don't mess with me or you'll regret it
Mr. S-Fucking-Q, I'm the fucking truth
I'm the real deal
Three stripes, baby nice, lot of ice fucking
I have great shoes and lots of jewelry
That's 500 Degreez!
That's the level I'm on
[Chorus]
You don't want to mess with me
Hot boy, hot, hot, hot boy, hot, hot, hot boy
I'm a hot commodity
Hot, hot, hot boy
I'm on fire
Bitch get your mind right,
You need to get your act together
Bitch get your mind right
You need to focus
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: B. Thomas, D.P. Carter
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