You Guessed It
Lil Wayne Lyrics


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(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie)
(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie)
(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie)
(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie)

Now this one there that for them country folk
Them heavy Chevy ridin' players with them hundred spokes
And when I holla shawty shawt I know ya hear me, hoe
And since you hard like blow, now tell me what you in for
You and your partner ride a Benz, but your endz low
You shake it, we take it, that's how we get it on the blow
You, you wit, that's how we do it shawty, you ain't know?
How to get it, willing to risk it with my cashload
We sweepin', really we creepin', I chop you up bro
Me and my nigga dead serious, like facin' death row
'Bout that paper, my nigga serious bout that cash flow
Punk ass, while I be comin' straight up out that Alto
A-T-L and New Orleans will chop you up, bro

[Chorus]
Now where I'm from, we say Wodie
And where I'm from, we say Shawty
A-T-L and New Orleans
Now how we do it when we do it Wodie, (U-Way)
Now where I'm from, we say Wodie
And where I'm from, we say Shawty
A-T-L and New Orleans
Now how we do it when we do it Shawty, (U-Way)

'Gon slide them thangs out that attic, time ta polish 'em down
We about to get it krunk, and let the violence go down
Niggas ducked off in cuts, niggas sittin' on top of houses
Pull my gun out like "What!", niggas run away like cowards
Smoke angel dust, be ridin' at night in Jags and stuff
And hit a nigga, prolly turn into a massacre
I'm tellin' ya
Please don't play, cause all day I been inhalin' blunts
And my whole mind is blown away
I feel like killing stuff (Skurt!)
I pull up in a dropped Hummer
And shoot 50 at them cocksuckers
Say biatch, it don't, Wodie let me get 'em
Just gimme the word, Unless shawty gonna spit 'em
Nigga's blessings be with 'em, cause Lil Wayne burn niggas
Bet them they gon try up for listenin' flippin' jurn niggas
Y'all better learn niggas, If ya dumb, she can't chea
Represent Cash Money, for all time, A-T-L. (Atlanta)

[Chorus]

We be them boys, have fro's with them grills
And we be them boys, who gon' show you how it is
From New Orleans, to A-T-L, my nigga, we let it loose
So watch what you sayin', before we back the tap on you
I got a, teck, it's on
From the night to the early morn
Young Bloodz, and Hot Boys, see we gon' let this shit be known
Brother it's on, we gone, see we gon' hit you with some shit
To make you bop ya head, and cut the food straight on that bitch
Don't be surprised, in time, cause we gon' show you how we do it
Cause when we do it, that's how we do it, Snizza off that fluid
So get to it, my nigga
And don't you fall, my nigga
It's Attic Crew, with Cash Money, on the rise (rise, rise, rise)





[Chorus: x2]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lil Wayne's song "You Guessed It" start with a repetition of the words "Wodie" and "Shawty", which are both slang terms that are frequently used in Atlanta and New Orleans. This sets the tone for a song that celebrates and reflects on the hip-hop cultures of these two cities, and the lyrics go on to describe the lifestyle of those who live in these areas. The song talks about the heavy Chevy-riding players with their hundred spokes, and how they ride around enjoying life, getting into mischief and making money however they can.


The song also talks about the violence and dangers that come with living in these inner city neighborhoods. There are references to guns, drugs, and violence throughout the song, as well as a sense of pride and defiance that comes with the hip-hop culture. The lyrics are delivered with a confident flow and a swagger that is characteristic of Lil Wayne's style, making the song a brash and confident celebration of the unique flavor of the Southern rap scene.


In conclusion, "You Guessed It" is a song that celebrates and reflects on the hip-hop cultures of Atlanta and New Orleans, two cities that have a unique flavor and style that has influenced generations of artists. The song is full of references to the lifestyle and dangers that come with living in these areas, but it is also full of pride and defiance, reflecting the swagger and confidence that is a hallmark of Southern rap. The lyrics are delivered with a confident flow and a sense of energy and passion that makes the song a classic of the genre.


Line by Line Meaning

(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie)
Emphasizing that the song is about the culture of two different locations, New Orleans and Atlanta, where people use slang terminologies like 'Wodie' and 'Shawty' to address each other.


Now this one there that for them country folk
The song is dedicated to people from rural areas, who ride Chevy cars with hundred spokes on their wheels.


Them heavy Chevy ridin' players with them hundred spokes
Referring to the people who belong to a different culture, who enjoy riding their Chevy cars with hundred spokes on their wheels, portraying their lavish lifestyles.


And when I holla shawty shawt I know ya hear me, hoe
Using slang language to address someone, Wayne is confident that the person will listen to him.


And since you hard like blow, now tell me what you in for
Asking the person what they intend to do, since they seem to have a tough exterior.


You and your partner ride a Benz, but your endz low
Stating that the people Wayne is addressing may own a Benz, but they do not have enough money to fuel those luxury cars.


You shake it, we take it, that's how we get it on the blow
Suggesting that if the person takes risks and gets involved in illegal activities, Wayne and his crew are capable of taking control of the situation and gaining from it.


You, you wit, that's how we do it shawty, you ain't know?
Stating that if someone is willing to take risks and work with Wayne's crew, they can make a lot of money.


How to get it, willing to risk it with my cashload
Encouraging others to take risks and make money, as Wayne claims to have a lot of cash that he can invest.


We sweepin', really we creepin', I chop you up bro
Wayne is suggesting that his crew is constantly on the lookout, and are willing to be violent if they need to be, to protect their reputation.


Me and my nigga dead serious, like facin' death row
Comparing his seriousness to that of someone facing the death penalty, Wayne is emphasizing the intensity of his crew's approach towards their business.


'Bout that paper, my nigga serious bout that cash flow
The song is about the importance of money to Wayne and his crew. They are willing to go to great lengths to make as much money as possible.


Punk ass, while I be comin' straight up out that Alto
Using slang language to imply that he is underestimated and that people should not underestimate him, despite his origins in a middle-class family.


A-T-L and New Orleans will chop you up, bro
Emphasizing that people from Atlanta and New Orleans are capable of being violent if necessary.


[Chorus]
Repeating the chorus, which mentions New Orleans and Atlanta culture and how they communicate with each other through slang.


We be them boys, have fro's with them grills
Using slang language to describe themselves and their style, Wayne and his boys have curly hair with gold grills on their teeth.


And we be them boys, who gon' show you how it is
Claiming that they know how to make money, and they are living their life the way they want to.


From New Orleans, to A-T-L, my nigga, we let it loose
Referring to the two locations again, Wayne is suggesting that he and his crew know how to take risks and are willing to do whatever it takes to make money.


I got a, teck, it's on
Suggesting that he has a gun and is ready to use it.


Young Bloodz, and Hot Boys, see we gon' let this shit be known
Naming various music groups from New Orleans, Wayne is suggesting that they are making music that represents their culture and lifestyle.


So get to it, my nigga
Encouraging others to take action and make money, highlighting his own dedication and hard work as an example.


And don't you fall, my nigga
Warning others not to fail, implying that failure will result in violence.


It's Attic Crew, with Cash Money, on the rise (rise, rise, rise)
The song is about Wayne and his crew, who are affiliated with Cash Money Records and Attic Crew. They are becoming more successful and starting to gain attention from others.




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE ADMINISTRATION MP, INC. , UNIVERSAL MUSIC PUB GROUP
Written by: HAROLD M. WILLIS, JEFFREY RAY GRIGSBY, MICHAEL JOHNSON, SEAN PAUL JOSEPH

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"I come with that heroin flow /
I come with that never before /
My CMB days are dead, I ain't worried bout' ghosts /
I married the MOB, we divorced, woo... /
And all that shit dead without me of course /
It's nothing, a zombie, a corpse /
You burnt yourself and was supposed to pass me the torch /
Fuck it, I'll see you in Forbes, nigga!"

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[Intro]
Yeah
My lil brother Capo in this bitch with me
He's on that moonrock
Shit be gettin' all in your mouth – pause
Nigga!
I'm sorry for the fucking wait
Was busy
Racing Ferraris with lil Reginae
That's gangsta
You know I always come in second place
You hatin'
It's written all over your fuckin' –

[Hook]
Bitch, you jealous
Woo
And I was right, yeah, haha
Bitch, you jealous
Stuntin' on niggas
Stunt, stunt – The shit niggas don't like
Tell a fuck nigga – "Bitch, you jealous"
I'm Sorry 4 The Wait, apologetic
Bitch you jealous
Now give us our cash and our credit

[Interlude]
Pop!Β Hah
Sorry for the –

[Verse]
Riding 'round like Pablo
Still talking that blanco
My Nina sing soprano
So we gon' leave on a high note
Come out my shell like Rafael
And crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than John Wayne
Make him change his name to John Doe
It's me and my lil brother Capo
Lil Marly G and my bottom bitch
If I'm falling, it's bottomless
If I'm tripping, it's a power trip
Her pearl tongue like the pearly gates
And with that said, I climb the fence
My other bitches gotta ride the bench
And with that said... bitch you jealous
I'm fly like my dreadlocks propellers
I think I should headline Coachella
My woman a Queen like Coretta
And nigga you sleep with the Devil
I couldn't be Junior forever
I don't mean to ruffle your feathers
But I had to spread my wings
Ain't trying to get lemon-peppered
Got too many pistols, too many issues
Too many mistakes, too many miscues
Only made me better, it turned me into
The man I am today, I'm new and I'm improved
I got my shit right, it's just you and a tissue
Suit yourself because this suit is a rental
Now the snow is just coming in
Like I broke a window to an igloo
Slow a bitch down like "Un momento"
I'd rather get screwed than scrutinized
I'd rather get used by a cutie pie
If she ain't fucking it's Uber time
I'd rather be advised than supervised
You do the math, we do the numbers
We pour champagne and expensive wine
In water guns and shoot each other
I get high, meditate like a monk
Preposterous when I get drunk
And my goons is wilder than Gronk
My do's is as bad as my don'ts
Met a kinda-cute bitch with a donk
As long as the bitch got a donk
And I smell like; pussy, money, and weed
She say "Ooh, I like your cologne"
The last niggas tested us flunk
So please study hard, study long
Kill your wife, then take the bitch phone
And text you to please hurry home
And the rain drops turn into blood
Look like you just come in from a storm
And if all pussies come with walls
I hope you run into your own
Nigga
I come with that heroin flow
I come with that never before
My CMB days are dead
I ain't worried 'bout ghost
I married the MOB, we divorced
Hoo, and all that shit dead without me of course
It's nothing; a zombie, a corpse
You burnt yourself and was supposed to pass me the torch
Fuck it, I'll see you in Forbes, nigga
I'm sorry for the fucking wait
Was busy, searching my calendar for better days
I found 'em, you either turn the page or tear the page
Y. M., Young Money; never age

[Hook]
Bitch, you jealous, woo
And I was right, yeah
Tell a fuck nigga "Bitch, you jealous"
Stuntin' on niggas
Stunt, stunt; the shit niggas don't like, yeah
Bitch you jealous
I'm sorry for the wait, apologetic, hey
Bitch you jealous
Now give us our cash and our credit, hey

[Outro]
Pop!
Wait



xXmeanyheadXx

I'm sorry for the fucking wait
Was busy
Racing Ferraris with lil Reginae
That's gangsta
You know I always come in second place
You hatin'
It's written all over your fuckin-

Bitch, you jealous
Woo
And I was right, yeah, haha
Bitch, you jealous
Stuntin' on niggas
Stunt, stunt – The shit niggas don't like
Tell a fuck nigga – "Bitch, you jealous"
I'm Sorry 4 The Wait, apologetic
Bitch you jealous
Now give us our cash and our credit

Riding 'round like Pablo
Still talking that blanco
My Nina sing soprano
So we gon' leave on a high note
Come out my shell like Rafael
And crack yours like a taco
Lil Wayne tougher than John Wayne
Make him change his name to John Doe
It's me and my lil brother Capo
Lil Marly G and my bottom bitch
If I'm falling, it's bottomless
If I'm tripping, it's a power trip
Her pearl tongue like the pearly gates
And with that said, I climb the fence
My other bitches gotta ride the bench
And with that said... bitch you jealous
I'm fly like my dreadlocks propellers
I think I should headline Coachella
My woman a Queen like Coretta
And nigga you sleep with the Devil
I couldn't be Junior forever
I don't mean to ruffle your feathers
But I had to spread my wings
Ain't trying to get lemon-peppered
Got too many pistols, too many issues
Too many mistakes, too many miscues
Only made me better, it turned me into
The man I am today, I'm new and I'm improved
I got my shit right, it's just you and a tissue
Suit yourself because this suit is a rental
Now the snow is just coming in
Like I broke a window to an igloo
Slow a bitch down like "Un momento"
I'd rather get screwed than scrutinized
I'd rather get used by a cutie pie
If she ain't fucking it's Uber time
I'd rather be advised than supervised
You do the math, we do the numbers
We pour champagne and expensive wine
In water guns and shoot each other
I get high, meditate like a monk
Preposterous when I get drunk
And my goons is wilder than Gronk
My do's is as bad as my don'ts
Met a kinda-cute bitch with a donk
As long as the bitch got a donk
And I smell like; pussy, money, and weed
She say "Ooh, I like your cologne"
The last niggas tested us flunk
So please study hard, study long
Kill your wife, then take the bitch phone
And text you to please hurry home
And the rain drops turn into blood
Look like you just come in from a storm
And if all pussies come with walls
I hope you run into your own
Nigga
I come with that heroin flow
I come with that never before
My CMB days are dead
I ain't worried 'bout ghost
I married the MOB, we divorced
Hoo, and all that shit dead without me of course
It's nothing; a zombie, a corpse
You burnt yourself and was supposed to pass me the torch
Fuck it, I'll see you in Forbes, nigga
I'm sorry for the fucking wait
Was busy, searching my calendar for better days
I found 'em, you either turn the page or tear the page
Y. M., Young Money; never age

Bitch, you jealous, woo
And I was right, yeah
Tell a fuck nigga "Bitch, you jealous"
Stuntin' on niggas
Stunt, stunt; the shit niggas don't like, yeah
Bitch you jealous
I'm sorry for the wait, apologetic, hey
Bitch you jealous
Now give us our cash and our credit, hey



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Josh Spaz

I think people overlook how hard wayne actually went on this beat fr

robert stevens

Nah bruh they overlook his whole career smh dude is a monster top 3 for me... probably best punchline rapper we've had and then add the multiples flows 😨😨😨🐐

Allen Jacob

robert stevens They did him and my boy Kobe careers dirty. They both goats and don’t get the credit.

wampum3000

​@robert stevens Weezy F is no doubt the best punchline rapper of all time. Don't forget the Baby. That said, punchline rapper is still a sub category of the GOAT rapper. I flip flopped between Em and Wayne forever, but landed on Eminem. Wayne is clever as hell, but Eminem is super complex with his bars. I've also conceded that we may happen to live in the universe in which there are 2 GOATS in the rap game.

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