Lil Wayne — Oh Boy Freestyle

[Intro] Oh baby, Oh Weezy Yes 'sa (Weezy, Baby) [Verse] You know I'm Weezy Wee the boy I got Apple and Eagle boy Packin' them heaters boy That's blocka oh boy And I'm back in the streets boy My crack is fa' cheap boy I got that- boy boy boy boy I'm movin' in wit' my boy We doing it oh boy I'm S.Q-ing it wit' my boy Sqad Up! Oh boy You try us no, I'm the- boy boy boy boy I come through in that toy on them alloys boy Mami like, boy, I move so quik I'm the good dick boy, so slick Boys so click wit' my boy I'mma stick wit' my boy That my- boy boy boy boy Hey Maunderin' this young Wayne, mami you know the game You know ta give me brainz, til you make your boy range Go try another boy You gatta suck ya boy get a Mack Not a man baby, ya understand baby See me the boy Me and that fifi boy Call us them fly boy We high oh boy I ride fa' my boy Antwan you my boy Hey we- boy boy boy boy I'm that pistol pack boy I'm back oh boy And this shit is a rap boy I told ya oh boy Y'all all know the Grove-a boy boy boy Ya, not from the Magnolia, but the bar Soljah Y'al sippin' that Belvi boy Step it up boy Ya know whats in my cup boy, purple stuff oh boy And ya wanna swallow ya boy But tomorrow you can halla at 'cha boy boy boy boy Yes, it's the Cash Money boy The Young Money boy Fuck it I done it boy Five hundred oh boy Ayy gimme ya bitch boy I show you how to make her boy Twerk-n-Work-n-breakin' them chips boy, you fuckin' wit' a sick boy I feel it bubblin', I think I'm about to shit boy I need a hit of that light green sticky shit boy Got me feelin' like- boy boy boy boy Stupid bitch I'm the boy The fire dont stop boy I'm the only Hot boy But I'm glad oh boy But I'm mad at 'cha that- boy boy boy Don't make a nigga bust a Mac at 'cha when I see ya Ya need to listen boy I'm in the kitchen boy Cookin' and Zippin' boy Two for one oh boy Hey Juve fuck wit' ya boy I won't fuck wit' ya, fuck ya boy boy boy boy Got a baby girl, not a boy She a trip oh boy I love her thats on my boy Sweet Nae' oh boy But ya mama played ya boy Fuck my- boy boy boy She knows how it go, I'ont love them hoes (Biatch!) I'm keepin' it gutta' boy Gangstaz in my blood, I'ma thug it til my hole is dug Boy I'm bustin' it for my boy Who want it wit' the team scream boy boy boy boy Who sayin' Weezy Wee, not a muh'fuckin' livin' Lemme fuckin' live I'm just muh'fuckin' pimpin' The dub still dippin' an I'm still smokin' An as long as they still sniffin', I'm gifted Aiy Aiy I'm not a lil' boy Look at my fuckin' wheels, Check the size of my shoes I'm ridin' on my heels boy This shit is real boy Fee, ya gatta feel ya boy boy boy boy Where my New Orleans East boy Not the cops ih boy I mean a nice car boy That's them drops oh boy Them rat-a-tang-a-ring bang boy boy boy Yea, I put it in a bullet go right inside of your hoody Ya lookin' at the boy, ya hatin' on the boy Ya waitin' on the boy, July 2nd cocksucka The Eagle block all the money man, Sqad Up-a I'm the boy boy boy boy [Outro] Bitch, Wheezy