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.
Throw It In The Bag
Lil Wayne Lyrics
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Ride around in Bentley coupes
Got no needs, she got me
Buying her them Fendi shoes
All we do is shop until we drop
Swimming in Polo, sleeping in Jordans
I bought her cell phone and I don’t even much call it
No bullshit, nigga, no Ben Gordon
Get her information, take her on vacation
Give her dope dick, now she under the sedation
Wake her in the morning, breakfast where she slept at
Tell her go shopping, I can't wait til she get back
Louis flip-flops and a pair of pink sweat pants
She wear that on my jet, I fuck her after jet lag
I take her to the vet cause she a bad bitch
You can't be broke and happy, so me, I'm madd rich
I'm talking Young Money shit, she love the way I think
L’Oreal all over my bathroom sink
Betsey Johnson all over my bedroom counter
My pockets too deep, I fuck around and drown her
She all on me cause all I do is
Ride around in Bentley coupes
Got no needs, she got me
Buying her them Fendi shoes
All we do is shop until we drop
Fucking on Versace, napping on satin
I love to hit it backwards: call it pig latin
I bought her ass a Mac, now we be iChattin
Nigga swag-jackin', but I got my patent
Fresh out the salon, I took her to Milan
I speak a little French and her's is no better then mine
I pass her the blunt, she probably hit it one time
Catch us at the game sitting on the baseline
We can call a timeout, take a lil time out
Pockets too deep, shorty, you gonna have to climb out
Faviana prom dress with your spine out
And I live on the beach, you can get that panty line out
She wants to own me and I ain't trying to fight it
She said it's her dick, she got it copyrighted
And I don't pay for pussy because her pussy's priceless
I go fishing in it, and I ain’t a Pisces
Gucci only to the grocery store
Stop playing, bitch, you balling like Okafor
And now we headed to the dealer
I'm going to cop my baby something with no ceilings
In the song "Throw It In The Bag," Lil Wayne is rapping about his lavish lifestyle and the spoils of his success. He meets a woman who is attracted to him because he drives around in a Bentley Coupe and buys her expensive Fendi shoes. They spend their time shopping until they drop and traveling to exotic locations. He brags about buying her a new cell phone but not even needing to call her on it because they are always together. Lil Wayne also boasts about his sexual prowess, giving her "dope dick" and "fucking on Versace." He claims that he doesn't pay for her company because she desires him so much, and he refers to her as "his dick" with the implication being that he owns her. He ends the song by saying he will buy her something from the dealer, reinforcing the materialistic theme of the song.
Line by Line Meaning
She all on me cause all I do is
Ride around in Bentley coupes
Got no needs, she got me
Buying her them Fendi shoes
All we do is shop until we drop
She is attracted to me because I ride around fancy cars and have enough money to buy her expensive Fendi shoes. We keep shopping until we are tired.
Swimming in Polo, sleeping in Jordans
I bought her cell phone and I don’t even much call it
New imports make her feel important
No bullshit, nigga, no Ben Gordon
We have a luxurious lifestyle with high-end clothing and footwear. I bought her a phone, but I don't call her much. New imported products make her feel special. There is no need for unnecessary exaggeration.
Get her information, take her on vacation
Give her dope dick, now she under the sedation
Wake her in the morning, breakfast where she slept at
Tell her go shopping, I can't wait til she get back
I take her contact details and bring her on a vacation. After a physical relationship, she falls into a slumber. I wake her up the next morning, have breakfast where she slept, and send her out shopping. I can't wait for her to return.
Louis flip-flops and a pair of pink sweat pants
She wear that on my jet, I fuck her after jet lag
I take her to the vet cause she a bad bitch
You can't be broke and happy, so me, I'm madd rich
She wears Louis Vuitton flip-flops and pink sweatpants on my private jet, and we have sex after she experiences jetlag. She is a bad girl, and I take good care of her as money is vital for happiness. I am outrageously rich.
I'm talking Young Money shit, she love the way I think
L’Oreal all over my bathroom sink
Betsey Johnson all over my bedroom counter
My pockets too deep, I fuck around and drown her
I am talking about Young Money's lavish ways, and she adores my way of thinking. The bathroom sink is covered with L'Oreal products, and the bedroom counter is messy with Betsey Johnson items. My money is unlimited, and I might even drown her with it.
Fucking on Versace, napping on satin
I love to hit it backwards: call it pig latin
I bought her ass a Mac, now we be iChattin
Nigga swag-jackin', but I got my patent
We have sexual intercourse on Versace sheets and take naps on satin materials. I love to do it from behind, and we call it Pig Latin. I bought her a Mac, and we use it for iChatting. Others may try to copy my swag, but I have my unique style.
Fresh out the salon, I took her to Milan
I speak a little French and her's is no better then mine
I pass her the blunt, she probably hit it one time
Catch us at the game sitting on the baseline
After getting groomed, I took her to Milan. We both know a bit of French, and she is not better than me. I pass her the blunt, and she takes only one hit. You can find us in the game sitting at the baseline.
We can call a timeout, take a lil time out
Pockets too deep, shorty, you gonna have to climb out
Faviana prom dress with your spine out
And I live on the beach, you can get that panty line out
We can have a little break during the game or any other activity. My pockets are very deep, and she will have to climb out of them. She wears a Faviana prom dress that shows her spine, and I live on the beach, so she can take off her panties to avoid panty lines.
She wants to own me, and I ain't trying to fight it
She said it's her dick, she got it copyrighted
And I don't pay for pussy because her pussy's priceless
I go fishing in it, and I ain’t a Pisces
She wants to possess me, and I don't mind. She says that she owns me sexually as she copyrighted our dick. I don't pay for sex as hers is invaluable. I enjoy spending time with her, and I'm not a Pisces but fish in her private parts.
Gucci only to the grocery store
Stop playing, bitch, you balling like Okafor
And now we headed to the dealer
I'm going to cop my baby something with no ceilings
She wears Gucci even for grocery shopping. She is playing around and acting tough like basketball player Okafor. Now we are going to a dealership, and I'll buy something for my girl with no limits.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dwayne Carter
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@angusburg3r
Nostalgia is one hell of a drug
@carlholmes8996
Itachi Uchiha what is that
@juliustaylor9920
@Hairless Whisper same...after the Carter 3 I been on him every since... pause 🤢🤢🤢
@sevay
agreed
@Unknownuserone3579
Itachi Uchiha facts I was 9... I’m 19 now 😭
@sevay
Its just Dre goddamn
@shamichfredericks6263
No ceilings belongs in a damn museum this is a timeless piece !! 👏
@kevincoates5066
Right next to the carter 2
@ryanschaffner6604
100
@kamtheman106
I think this was Wayne at his peak. The perfect mix of pop sound Tunechi with the mad flow of Wayne/Weezy F Baby. Just a great mix tape. We partied to this in college