Lil’ Wayne – Oh Let’s Do It Lyrics

[Wayne talkin]

(Fuck dat) T in dis bitch wit me (yea)

5th hit da weed (you got all dat shit yea)

I got young money up and now I got my feet up

Toon in dis bitch tell my niggas throw dem b’s up

Doin wat the fuck I want hate me all the fuck you want

Real niggas fuck wit me and I dont give a fuck who dont

Locked the CEO up and I’m the CEO fuck!

Prison in feburary and I aint in no rush

Drink till I throw up nigga roll mo blunts

Ball so hard man I gotta go pro once

Hit him wit da shotgun call dat shit da stop button

Call me doctor car-ter a.k.a young wild nigga

A.k.a. no trial nigga AK click clack bow nigga

Fuckin wit da kid and u’ll b missin like balow nigga

Yeaaaa swagga stoopid pack a uzi

100 clips nigga dats a movie aim at yo toupe

U sweet as kool-aid creme’ brulay

I’m sharp as blue ray I fuck her today

Then she gotta skate young lupe

I hit the beat hard bobby bouche

I keep them tools on me get da screw face

Flowers for da dead here’s a bouquet

LV’s nigga on every suitcase

YM nigga it’s a new day

We da champions nigga hoo-ray

Hammer in the louie duff

Take a nigga bitch she give me brains until I knew enough

Bullets come too fast to adjust

I dont give a fuck about my roof dat much

So I put it in the trunk and den da coupe sped up

Take da choppa out da trunk and just shoot dat up

Im weezy f and da f is for flame

Eat dese rappers chef up da game

Shit on da track shit on da train

Murder da beat da beat was slain

Rest in peace dats a shame he kill anybody song

Versatile as fuck I switch it up like dennis rodman dome

No homo you rock and roll rest in peace my styrofoam

Now dey wan kno wat I be on

Get da fuck off my dick my cock my balls

B-big money my pockets long new orleans I got my home

And dey got my back pause no homo no mardi call

Smokin on dat private grown it put me were I belong

All about my cheese cheddar mozarella provolone

Fuck her for a hour long let her take a shower gon

Sorry baby but I’m in my I don’t wan b by da zone

Yeaaa hah ur a groupie get on yo duty

Two women give me head call dat two face

Bitch I’m too great take ya food tray I was born on doomsday

Uh a-aint no nigga like me

Wats up to my gang big b’s like a brightland

Take a nigga bitch she ride my dick like she cyclin

Then she can’t walk run or jump like white men

F-fuck you niggas wan do

No ceilings let the bullets rain on you

Weezy f da f is for fuck what you goin thru

Make ya people mourn you haha okay lets do it