Mannie Fresh - Wayne's Takeover 2 lyrics

Alright that n***a gone man f** that n***a man, f** that Fabe Go through all this n***a's Pro Tools First beat you pick, I'm slaughterin' this n***a's sh** 'Cause B done already called me and told me Man go to that studio, f** what Fresh doin' Tell Fresh let you get on that sh** and k** that sh** Fresh told me no I can't go back to B 'til B knows So Fabe pick a song and I'm going off Let's do it Oh yeah, oh yeah, lock the doors to the booth man Don't let Mannie in man, 'bout to k** this n***a's album Ya understand me? Birdman Jr. Weezy F-Baby Please say to Baby 1 7 Holygrove Gangus Street n***a Cash Money Records Get down and lay down, lie down and die down b**h n***a thought you knew Rapper with guns Get me, get me, get me that piffy I'm higher than my attire I float like I spit through the fryer I uh sniffin' c**aine is some fire I uh get to buy money out the dryer Ridah in the five buggy slim tires Tryin' to find a try to light Jeremaih They call me Weezy F-Baby Women wanna s** all on my pacifier And if she tell ya she didn't, homie that's a liar You see me pa**in' by ya more like flashin' Lights, camera but I'm more like action So get your back into it, stop actin' 'Cause we bring pistons to the balls Cool cat, wind breezin' through my whiskers Hurry, speed up, hater you just missed us I just twists up Birdman Jr. Swoop down on ya b**h like what's up with cha, yeah Walk through that's real We on that Shrek, I met her neck like let's chill When we ridin' in my SL She give me more tongue, less grill My yellow diamonds give you spit n***a b**h yield And that tooley gets saluted or I'll shoot it, yeah I kidnap the boss, make the click squeal Got you out of position like Sheffield in left field Call me when its gangsta n***a Yo Yo, what the f** is goin' on over there? Ya'll think I don't know what the f** goin' on? I got ears all over dude I know you on my album cursin' Talkin 'bout cuttin' b**hes and k**in' motherf**ers And murkin' motherf**ers, I don't want that dude {Right now, I'm out here with full bar b**hes I got a Spanish b**h, a Chinese b**h A Vietnamese, what are you baby, whatever the f** she is And this other b**h and we doin' like this, this five some thing And whatever 'n' y'all over there talking bout k**ing motherf**ers} {Wayne, what is your mama's number dude? I'm gonna call your mama And let your mama know whats goin' on with you Dude you never used to curse brah Now you just all f**ed up with this sh** I'm pissed off dude, I'm really pissed off wit you, brah} {I told you my album is about loving Huggin', holding hands, f**in' and all that kinda sh** No, that's it, I don't want you no more on my album dude I just got you for a chorus and we over with Now let's finish the album}