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Lil Wayne Lyrics


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Bitch I'm me, American gangsta
Weezy F baby, born in a manger
Trouble is my friend,
I ain't far in the danger
Clip full of wings,
Turn you boys into angels
Shoot ya in your halo,
Shoot you like halo
New Orleans A-hole,
Flee-o, Fuego
All about my bread like bagels, they know
I'm raw like Qualo,
Ball like gay hoes
Weed so strong
Its like I twist tornadoes
Spit like 9's,
4 5th's, and 3 8 oh's
Niggas want problems,
Well I am problematic
It's back to pickin' cotton
Cause you niggas cotton candy
I'ma east side damu,
Deep water Shamu
Shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
Kush and the bamboo,
Pussy in the bedroom
Pass that bitch down like an heirloom,
Tunechi

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Hustle till nightfall
Party till sunlight
Guns in the boxes
Don't make this a gun fight
Fuck them other niggas
I fuck them niggas bitches
Benadryl shit
Trigga finger itchin'

Hustle till nightfall
Party till sunlight
Guns in the boxes
Don't make this a gun fight
Fuck them other niggas
I fuck them niggas bitches
Benadryl shit
Trigga finger itchin'

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Bitch I'm streets, I rep that east
Gimme the beef, I'll put the beef in da grease
Kush in the sweets, your bitch in the sheets
I fucked that bitch, mission complete
Real nigga talk, gangsta conversation
I'm a real nigga don't fuck wit' imitations
Young Money nigga ain't no limitations
I don't play games niggas simulation
Which one of y'all niggas say ya bout it?
It's a fucked up world T-Streets take ya out of it
That's word to the glock.
Glock in the sock
Who's left playin' shields better stop at the dot
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Uh,
Married to the money,
You welcome to the reception
She came with problems,
Fuck it that's my step sons
Sleepin' in the Maybach,
Wake me when the jet come
And I keep the toast
Turn yo ass to bread crumbs
Uh based on a true story,
I got a million flows they ain't even two stories
Sleepin' on the edge,
I hope I don't toss and turn
Shoot down the early bird
And that's how I get the worm yeah
Real nigga university, alumni
Just check my watch
And that bitch say sometimes
She say when I'm in her
It feel like I'm soul searchin'
And they say money talks,
Well its my spokes person
Uh grab a star from the sun roof
I fuck her in her dreams
And make her come true, yeah
Young Money in the power
Send my B's at you like a motherfuckin flower

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Hustle till nightfall
Party till sunlight
Guns in the boxes
Don't make this a gun fight
Fuck them other niggas
I fuck them niggas bitches
Benadryl shit
Trigga finger itchin'

Man hustle till nightfall
Party till sunlight
Guns in the boxes
Don't make this a gun fight
Fuck them other niggas
I fuck them niggas bitches
Benadryl shit
Trigga finger itchin'

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Overall Meaning

In Lil Wayne's song "Hold Up", he introduces himself as an American gangsta and the Weezy F Baby, who was born in a manger. He talks about how trouble is his friend and how he is not far from danger. He carries a clip full of wings, which can turn his enemies into angels. He shoots you like a halo and is from New Orleans. Lil Wayne compares himself to being like raw fish and balling like a gay person. His weed is so strong that it can twist tornadoes, and he spits like a 9 or 45 and three 8 ohs. Lil Wayne's problematic and is willing to pick cotton like a slave. His homies call him damu, a member of a gang, and is compared to Shamu when he deepwater shoots you from your head to your shoulders. Based on the lyrics, Lil Wayne wants to make it clear he is not one to mess around with.


The chorus of the song is repeated several times throughout the song. Lil Wayne talks about hustling until nightfall and partying until sunlight. He has guns in boxes but doesn't want to make it a gunfight. Lil Wayne also talks about having sex with other men's women and how he's a real gangsta that doesn't play games.


Line by Line Meaning

Bitch I'm me, American gangsta
I am who I am, a true representation of America's gangster culture


Weezy F baby, born in a manger
I am Lil Wayne, born into the world like Jesus in a manger


Trouble is my friend, I ain't far in the danger
Trouble tends to follow me, but I am not scared of danger


Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels
My gun is loaded with powerful bullets that can take someone's life, making them an angel in heaven


Shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo
I will shoot you and make a halo on your head, similar to the logo of the famous video game 'Halo'


New Orleans A-hole, flee-o, fuego
I am the top asshole in New Orleans, and people should flee or face the heat


All about my bread like bagels, they know
I am all about my money, just like bagels are all about bread. Everyone knows this fact


I'm raw like Qualo, ball like gay hoes
I am lyrically skilled like rapper Kool G Rap, and I ball extremely well like gay basketball players


Weed so strong, it's like I twist tornadoes
The weed I smoke is very potent, and it's like I am controlling a tornado when I twist it


Spit like 9's, 4 5ths, and 3 8 oh's
I can spit rhymes like three different types of guns – 9 millimeters, 45-caliber, and 38-specials


Niggas want problems, well I am problematic
People want to challenge me, but they don't realize that I am the problem they don't want to face


It's back to pickin' cotton, cause you niggas cotton candy
You guys are soft like cotton candy, and if things get tough, you will be back to picking cotton like slaves


I'ma east side damu, deep water Shamu
I represent the East Side Bloods gang like a damu, and I am so dangerous like the big killer whale 'Shamu' in deep water


Shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
When I shoot you, the gunshot will tear through you, making your blood and brains look like shampoo


Kush and the bamboo, pussy in the bedroom
I smoke marijuana and cannabis, and I have sex with girls in my bedroom


Pass that bitch down like an heirloom, Tunechi
I pass my marijuana to others like an heirloom, and this is what I am known for - Lil Wayne or Tunechi


Hustle till nightfall, party till sunlight
I work hard all day and party all night until the sun comes up


Guns in the boxes, don't make this a gun fight
Although I have guns, I don't want a gunfight to happen because it will be dangerous for everyone involved


Fuck them other niggas, I fuck them niggas bitches
I don't care about other guys, and I sleep with their girlfriends or wives


Benadryl shit, trigga finger itchin'
My gun is like Benadryl, which causes drowsiness, but my finger is ready to pull the trigger when needed


Bitch I'm streets, I rep that east
I embody street culture, and I represent the East Side


Gimme the beef, I'll put the beef in da grease
If someone wants to start a conflict, I am ready to engage and finish it for good


Kush in the sweets, your bitch in the sheets
I smoke marijuana in my cigars and have sex with girls in my bed


I fucked that bitch, mission complete
I have accomplished my sexual goal with that girl


Real nigga talk, gangsta conversation
I don't speak in false terms when I talk, only in real terms involving gangster lifestyle


I'm a real nigga, don't fuck wit' imitations
I am an authentic person, not to be messed with, especially for those just trying to copy me


Young Money nigga ain't no limitations
Being from Young Money, a group of new age rappers, that is not bound by limitations


I don't play games niggas simulation
I am not a fake 'simulation' of a thug, I am the real deal


Which one of y'all niggas say ya bout it?
Which of you guys claims to be a real gangster?


It's a fucked up world, T-Streets take ya out of it
The world is a messed up place, but T-Streets (another rapper), can take you out of it and give you a glimpse of better living


That's word to the glock, glock in the sock
This is my sincere truth and acknowledgement of my gun, which I keep hidden in my sock


Who's left playin' shields better stop at the dot
Anyone still playing games with me ought to know better than to test their luck


Married to the money, you welcome to the reception
I am committed to my money, and anyone is welcome to join in on the feast


She came with problems, fuck it that's my step sons
The woman he's with had problems, but to him, they are minor compared to the things he represents


Sleepin' in the Maybach, wake me when the jet come
He's busy with success, so when a private jet is available, wake him because he typically sleeps on his private luxury Maybach car.


And I keep the toast, turn yo ass to bread crumbs
He keeps his gun ready to eliminate anyone who threatens him or his business and make them disappear like bread crumbs


Based on a true story, I got a million flows they ain't even two stories
His life's story is the basis of his rap, and he has millions of ways to convey it, still millions of rhymes to create and express, yet to even be told.


Sleepin' on the edge, I hope I don't toss and turn
He sleeps anxiously, always ready to react if an issue arises, and he's trying to avoid any negative disruptions or consequences


Shoot down the early bird, and that's how I get the worm yeah
He eliminates the competition without fail, that's how he succeeds in his industry


Real nigga university, alumni
He is a graduate from being a certified gangster in the streets, getting a degree from a real university


Just check my watch, and that bitch say sometimes
His watch is a luxury accessory worth a lot of money, and it functions well, but it only works at times.


She say when I'm in her, it feel like I'm soul searchin'
When she's intimate with him, she feels the connection to his soul, it's very intimate.


And they say money talks, well it's my spokes person
Whoever said money speaks for itself has never encountered Lil Wayne. His money talks for him.


Grab a star from the sunroof, I fuck her in her dreams and make her come true yeah
He squeezes harder, and his car touches the sky, fulfilling every desire as he has the ability to make them come true


Young Money in the power, send my B's at you like a motherfuckin flower
Young Money stands as a powerful force amongst other rap groups, and when they're coming after him, it feels like he's being attacked with flowers.


Hustle till nightfall, party till sunlight
He channels all his energy towards his work until it gets dark, then takes time to party until the sun comes back up.


Guns in the boxes, don't make this a gun fight
He has guns, but he doesn't want to fight unless necessary, as it serves no purpose.


Fuck them other niggas, I fuck them niggas bitches
He doesn't care about other rappers and often sleeps with their women just to make a point.


Benadryl shit, trigga finger itchin'
His guns have a unique effect, much like Benadryl, and his fingers are always ready to pull the trigger at the slightest notice.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JESSE L. JAMES, KEITH LENARD MILLER, BRIAN EDNER PARKER, DAVID ANTHONY STOKES, BRIAN WICKER, DWAYNE MICHAEL CARTER

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