Lil Wayne – On My Own

Lil Wayne – On My Own Lyrics

Artist: Lil Wayne
Song: On My Own

This is what they call me
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 #ss
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
sh#t 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 m#th*rf#ck*rs understand
I say, “Look coach they’re 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 drugs to stop
But I’m a major set back when my album drop
I got that wet crack flow out your mami’s pot

I got that jet black four at your 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
And the hand gun is so included
Don’t get it confused I want no confusion
And keep your ho I don’t want your contusions

I make my hoes stop and let the dough keep moving
A b#tch over some money is a hungry nuisance
It’s money over b#tches that I am going to keep proving
It’s Weezy F, I got your momma grooving

Out of all the Hot Boyz she say I’m the coolest
I bought my bag of oranges it’s time to juice it
This game is a b#tch 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
One shot to remind you who is
That fly little n#gg# that’s behind the trigger, Wizzle
I’m off chronic combined with liquor

But n#gg#s’ll never see me like Momma Tigger
A 80s’ baby a fighting n#gg#
I got it on my mind like a psychic n#gg#
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 un-tightening clips
Pop another one shoot back while lighting a spliff
I do this you’re catching my drift

Representing with my section on my belly and sh#t
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
So roll the carpet out ’cause you’re f#cking with a n#gg# from the royal South
See you’re either in or you’re out and if you’re 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 n#gg# I never call your house I’m probably somewhere taking Toya out
Not answering my phone, man, ignoring your 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 n#gg#s talking sweet I get them cavities out

I got graveyard fliers man I’m passing them out
Hey b#tch n#gg# get your #ss on the ground and bow down to your majesty now I am the prince
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Lil Wayne Lyrics – On My Own

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From the album:
Tha Carter [Explicit]
Release Year: 2004