Lil’ Wayne – Like Father, Like Son Lyrics

[Chorus 2X]

There ain’t no looooooove

(Like [8x], Like Father Like Son nigga)

Like the love of a daddy

(Like [5x], Like Father, like Like Father Like Son nigga)

Father, father, father like son

[Verse 1 – Birdman]

I’t filthy rich wit quater keys in the kitchen on ’em

The Block is hot, but we still here gettin it on ’em

And keep a tool every time wit hit these streets cause these niggas act a fool and we’ll be quick to put

it on ’em

Them tear drops homey we so not

The nigga to fuck wit cause we will pop

.40 cal keep cocked nigga ready to block

Keep a gun, extra clip homey

that’s how we rock

Like father like son daddy we don’t borrow

We stay on the grind homey cause we grind harder

And fuckin wit me homey you won’t like

You’ll be the next t-shirt we ya hood all night

We got them birds flying out and we allowed them pipes

We do this state to state thing and cheat the price

And Rufus came home and I told him to shave but he was tellin me ’bout these pussy niggas back in the

80’s

Baby

[Chorus 2X]

There ain’t no looooooove

(Like [8x], Like Father Like Son nigga)

Like the love of a daddy

(Like [5x], Like Father, like Like Father Like Son nigga)

Father, father, father like son

[Verse 2 – Lil Wayne]

Listen

Birdman put me on when i was just eleven

He was my teacher so i was like fuck the lesson

He was my preacher so i was like fuck the reverend

My mother Cita she said that I was wit the devil

My mother Cita now say that he was sent from heaven

So I take heed to every single word that he tell me

I remember what my poppa told me

Remember what my poppa told me

Young Stunna

[Birdman]

Yeah

I’m out here homey pitchin the game

And yes i do the whole thang nigga give me my change

Yes we do them old thangs out the brand new Range

Lil nigga like his father homey doing his thang

We keep the gun for paper homey aimed and cocked

Every nigga im my circle homey ready to pop

We be ridin drops tops that’s just how we rock

And I’ll be rollin in the phantom thru my uptown blocks

Nigga

[Chorus 2X]

There ain’t no looooooove

(Like [8x], Like Father Like Son nigga)

Like the love of a daddy

(Like [5x], Like Father, like Like Father Like Son nigga)

Father, father, father like son

[Lil’ Wayne Speaking Thru chorus]

Alright, Money on my mind

Look, I..I..I..I hear you niggas whisperin’

I..I say whisperin’ cause you niggas ain’t hollering about shit

Ho, Puss Ass Niggas

[Verse 3 – Lil Wayne]

Look,

Birdman Jr. Fuck the world pops

And we goin’ keep it movin’ even if the world stops

Stay strapped and lace like girls’ socks

Stay dapped and Drapped like a birthday cake

Birthdays was the worst days

Now we sippin on wooey when we thirsty

Ya know

I do believe the money’s cursed me

So I pray to GOD that the devil don’t murk me

Huh

Lil’ Wizzle but you bitches call me first place

Poppa taught me paper chase never skirt chase

I put you niggas in the closet in the shirt space

You niggas is yellow like Sesame Street’s Bert’s face

Worst case senario, burial

Two tone Carera like mascara

Uh

That G-4 take ya boi where ever

Like Father, Like Son The Era

Nigga

[Chorus 2X]

There ain’t no looooooove

(Like [8x], Like Father Like Son nigga)

Like the love of a daddy

(Like [5x], Like Father, like Like Father Like Son nigga)

Father, father, father like son