Dedication 2

"Dedication 2" bang, bang, I shot you down

Alright, I think y’all ready this time

Bang, bang, you hit the ground

Bang, bang, that awful sound

Y’all know what I come here for!

Bang, bang, I used to shoot you down

Call me the iPod King haha

Call me Mr thanksgiving

"Dedication 2, " that’s right

Call me whatever the ** you want

You already

Wake up

**: it's Weezy you got a problem

Hats to them Katrina victims we still mobbin'

(Rest In Peace)

Shiny, black coupe, at night

Look like a goblin (Gangsta)

AK on the backseat, baby, it's so

(Oh!

Gangsta Grillz, you bastards)

Wake up

**: it's Weezy you got a problem

Hats to them Katrina victims we still mobbin'

Shiny, black coupe, at night

Look like a goblin

AK on the backseat baby, it's so vivrant

Watch me let it spray like

A hydrant can't dodge it

You not gettin' wet in the rain is not logic

She won't give that ** to

Wayne, I'm so obliged, just

Live and direct from inside

Of your ** body, and

(Gangsta)

Hi there, ho what do you know?

I'm ridin'

In the same streets my pops

Died in I got 'em, and

I get that money tell my mama I'm grindin'

And I'll be coming home with

Our future in my pocket

Shoot you if you block it

Leave a ** awkward murder the adults

And let the kids get adopted

Sit it in the pot and watch me rise to power

Gettin' out twenty American pies an hour

Goddamn!

Excuse me, ma'am, but I'm the man

And you better put my money

In my hand stop playin'!

Got ends no friends just brothers, one color

And I spread the ** all

Over your room shutters

Yeah, they knew better I'm two letters

I'm like MJ at two-three: an OG

Yeah, I'm low-key 'cause **s

And **es is police

I roll leaf patching up the game's

Slow leak I'm Weezy Baby!

See Lil Wayne Live

Get tickets as low as $108

(Gangsta Gri-Zillz) Ha ha haha

Let me catch my breath okay

**-** **-** ho

**-** (Get 'em) **

**-** **s, fake fraud-** **s

Tryna save the past, SIM card-** **s

(Ill) them broads laugh at you

Them **s won't kill ya

And them **s that's with you

Could die right with ya (Gangsta!

Oh)

I'll be shootin everything up

In my eyesight mister

I say, "I might miss you

But lil' FeFe gon' hit you

And lil' Currensy'll split you

Mack Maine'll straight flip you

Let Taz Po ship you, then we all forget you"

I'm sittin' in the kitchen, like

"How can we all get richer?

"

Got paint on my hands from

Painting the perfect picture

Then, I tell lil' Josh

"Roll up the perfect Swisher"

Goddamn the hurricane to the **

Man: We miss ya i'm the best just listen

I ain't what the game been

Missin' that's my ** Juelz

I been here since twelve

Ten shells, let 'em save themselves

** them **s and they pals pow, pow!