On My Own(Album Version|Edited) - Lil Wayne

On My Own (Explicit) - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)/Reel
Eagle Eagle Carter man
In a 96 Regal contraband
On my way to the east to the laundromat
Got to wash that money and get on my a**
Gotta flip them bricks it be gone so fast
I got to do something I done blown my last
Dollar holler at your boy on the ave
In that Jeep pidico is what I'm known to have
**** tend to be slow I put on the mask
And make it Halloween and take all your bags
I say Holly-holly grove won't you go and stand up
And make these ************* understand
I say: "Look coach they pitching at me under hand"
But I'm a designated hitter I adjust so fast
Ya'll men designing women I'm a woman's man
I'm the Cash Money prince blow the trumpets band and
They say they want the ***** to stop
But I'm a major set back when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out ya mami's pot
I got that jet black four at ya mami's spot
I'm trying to get back door I demand it now
Yeah panic now you better pan it down
Fore the neighbors they overhear me tear it down
Yeah it's Weezy F Baby and his crown the prince
This is my town my home
This is my crown my throne
This is me on my own
Let's get it on
This is my town my home
This is my crown my throne
This is me on my own
Let's get it on
And the hand gun is so included
Don't get it confused I want no confusion
And keep ya ho I don't want your contusions
I make my **** stop and let the dough keep moving
A ***** over some money is a hungry nuisance
It's money over ******* that I am going to keep proving
It's Weezy F I got ya momma groovin
Out of all the Hot Boyz she say I'm the coolest
I bought my bag of oranges its time to juice it
This game is a ***** and I'm trying to seduce it
I floss a awful lot of haters try and reduce it
But the laser on the 45 is eyeing you stupid
Oh One shot to remind you who is
That fly little nigga that's behind the trigger Wizzle
I'm off chronic combined with liquor
But niggas'll never see me like Momma Tigger
Oh A 80's-baby a fighting nigga
I got it on my mind like a psychic nigga
I'm something you call pepper like a Viking slick
See me over the viking stove I'm whitening bricks
Or in the middle of the shoot out untightening clips
Pop another one shoot back while lighting a spliff
I do this you catching my drift
Representing with my section on my belly and ****
I am the prince
This is my town my home
This is my crown my throne
This is me on my own
Let's get it on
This is my town my home
This is my crown my throne
This is me on my own
Let's get it on
So roll the carpet out cause you ******* with a nigga from the royal South
See you either in or you out and if you out stay in cause them warriors out
Those vultures them cops and the lawyers out
I just open up the gate and let my hoyas out
No nigga I never call your house I'm probably somewhere taking Toya out
Not answering my phone man ignoring ya spouse
She leaving messages about me enjoying her mouth
Hey I'm ready to knock a boy in the mouth
Give me the name naw better yet point him out
Hey me and the streets got a joint account
I'm from the streets that you need to be warned about
New Orleans whoa they put the gat in your mouth
And we tote a lot of iron to flatten you out
Few roaches but never had no rats in this house
Never tell on one another leave that in the house
Always been a small hustler moving my packaging out
I ever run into some trouble send them savages out
These niggas talking sweet I get them cavities out
I got graveyard fliers man I'm passing them out
Hey ***** nigga get ya a** on the ground
And bow down to ya majesty now I am the prince
This is my town my home yeah
This is my crown my throne
This is me on my own
Let's get it on
This is my town my home
This is my crown my throne
This is me on my own
Let's get it on