Lil Wayne — Best Rapper Alive

[Intro] Fuck with me Thank you Yeah (Come on), yeah, yeah (Come on) You know me, man, yeah (Come on), yeah (Come on) Alright, hahaha Oh, Fee, I got 'em, boy Weezy Baby (C2, yeah) Weezy Baby (Three) You can't see me But I see you (Yeah) And I see you (Yeah) Lord I, I, I got 'em [Verse 1] Bring the crowd in, I'm loud in living color It is Weezy Fuckin' Baby, got these rappers in my stomach Yummy, I'm taking it, I ain't askin' them for nothing If you sell a million records, we could battle for your money I'd rather count a hundred thousand dollars on a Sunday Watch a football game and bet it all on one play Still stuntin', baby, yes, I'm still flossin' Latest car on the market with the top peeled off it Big wheels make it look a little bulky You look a little salty, have yourself a chilled coffee Chill out, the guns is still out Even though I am a boss and got papers to fill out I'm busy, I got paper to reel in God, I hope they snappin' at the end of my rod I hope I'm fishin' in the right pond And I hope you catchin' on to every line, who am I? [Chorus] The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh, yep) The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh) Swagger right, check (Uh), game tight And they gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (Who?) The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh, yep) The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh) Swagger right, check (Uh), game tight And you should be afraid, be very afraid (Yeah), yeah [Verse 2] The heart of New Orleans, thumpin' and beatin' Livin' and breathin', stealin' and feedin' Peelin' and leavin', killin' and grievin' Dearly departed, erased, deleted No 'prints, no plates, no face, no trace Out of sight, out of mind, no court, no case Sell his chain, celebrate, block party, second line Zulu Ball, Essence Fest, Jazz Fest, Mardi Gras Shotty bounce, body rock, now he dropped, now he got Family try tell the feds, tell the cops Smell a rat comin' back to the house, to the spot Tap-tap, knock-knock, who is that? Chk-pow Triggaman, hoodie man, tell the kids Boogieman Pistol Pete, Ammo Mammal, gunman, blum-blam (Haha) Damn, Sammy, you done fucked up Pussy-ass niggas, put your nuts up, just call me [Chorus] The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh, yep) The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh) Swagger right, check (Uh), game tight And they gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (Who?) The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh, yep) The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh) Swagger right, check (Uh), game tight And you should be afraid, be very afraid, yeah [Verse 3] Fuck up with all these rookie MCs? Whew, smell like a bunch of pussy to me Fuck 'em, fuck 'em good, fuck 'em long Fuck 'em hard, fuck who? Fuck 'em all Yeah, like that, just like that, right back I'm on that money train and that MAC'll knock 'em off track The quarterback, well-protected from the Warren Sapp The young heart attack, I spit that cardiac You can't see me, baby boy, you got that cataracts I'm right here, straight out the hood just like an alley cat Since everyone's a king, well, where the fuck your palace at? Me? I got callous on my hands, I can handle that It's no problem, baby, I so got 'em It's just a victory lap, baby, I'm just joggin' Yeah, and I ain't even out of breath The motherfuckin' best yet, sorry for cussin' (Who?) [Chorus] The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh, yep) The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh) Swagger right, check (Uh), game tight And they gon' R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (Who?) The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh, yep) The best rapper alive (Huh, yep), the best rapper alive (Huh) Swagger right, check (Uh), game tight And you should be afraid, be very afraid, yeah