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“THE ONLY REASON by LIL WAYNE ft. SIZZLA & T-STREETS”

(LIL WAYNE)
Man a Rasta, shata, him oh fire and nobody enter
Them troop shoot them run like them playa’s oprah
They know me kingdom, make em scream like em see em opera
They smoke em weed, love em green like em grasshopper
Man ah, drink a bottle of crystal, and baby Ana Baka
But dnt think man slip, hima dreadda.. wat the picture wanta
Man a getin money, get tha bread to him bout stoppa
Youngmoney done done fly like em helicopter
U really wanna know wat goes in a nigga fofo
Bulletshot found on the street, im yellow dem voko
The president try and take him buy me, blow me bloco
Who? Rastafarian.. Juky gat them jump jump ( ya ya ya)
Flying uptown and kill tha man wen dey for rumble
Man a murder kid, for they mother, aunty and uncle
Man keeping me eye, in the rope,
we play ay to.. if em playa ay to me, then we go up in the done blow

(SIZZLA)
Itz Ana poppin
Don’t sulting nobody
No no no stoppin
Boy, yall see me jumpin
No no no yackin
No no no yackin
Actin up with a jumpin yah, im da loafin 4 rockin
Im da verse, up in mere factor words
Boy yall little, make we shoot you off tha face of the earth
Concerned, oh to mah, look how things turn out
Gang firm out, na their house
Them place gon burn out.
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, Gaaang- star
Me no take no charge bout me ready 4 da run star
Oh really, don’t be leaky
Aint no pussies, but them bitches
Aint no movie, aint no comics
And no CNN, don’t be greedy
You dare not hear this song posted in a CD
No mess wit a mercy, less you can’t steal it
But be pretty..



And they actin oh body
See the giving where
The only reason why them bogus living
Aint no way down, please stay down
Let them stay down, put them in a woodbox be laid down..

(LIL WAYNE)
Pussy ass nigga don’t talk to me
I make this bitch bring your heart to me
Im only 5 ‘8 and yall short to me
And yall movement looks like its important to me
Your girlfriend opens up her part to me
And if she gimme brain, she smart to me
Puppy ass niggas don’t bark at me
Itz da big dog, call me Mr. Orkin fleas
Turn your block into a restaurant
Order and leave
What are u havin??? Organs please!!
And we stay strapped like Jordan’s beat
And we in tha center like Brad Daughtery
Ha..And im loken with Marly G.
And we smokin so much, we could hardly breath
This other niggaz flow is so watery
And im concrete wit this Carter 3

(SIZZLA)
Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya ya, Gaaaanng-star
Man a take no child from me, Stop lookin at me and stop

Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya ya, Gaaaanng-star
Man a take no child from me, Stop lookin at me and stop

(T-STREETS)
Yessir, T –street, bang bang back in tha building
They call me streets, so call me streets
If u call on reach, im on the streets
And im hungry like a dog on unleash
But im a tiger, and a dog is a feast
And I see through the fog in the trees
Because the nigga makes a logs and leaves
I walk through the jungle with a lion on my sleeve
I need a money donor, cuz im dying to resist
I know mama gat her eyes on her seed
Therefore, I never stop, I just proceed
Their eyes make the peace hard to read
But it says, “why im not leave

(SIZZLA)
And they actin oh body
See the giving where
The only reason why them bogus living
Aint no way down, please stay down
Let them stay down, put them in a woodbox be laid down..

(LIL WAYNE)
We killin em softly,
We killin em softly
And man em hustle like a dog, and have keep police them off me
Pistol in da trunk, and the baby in da car seat
Drive fast lane, with them eyeball glassy
And about the hour, him a heading to the money
Take your coughin baby, give the baby back to mommy
Peer gunshot, shoot him below to him tommy
Bat the man down, boy, im shit around party
Party up, party up, they put the panty up
Sure gat the AK up, him a shoot the building up
We kill them softly, we kill them softly
He make bad girl them for want me, want me in tha storm ay
My girl she need me, my girl she want me
Because me reppin youngmoney, me youngmoney..
Lyrics for   “THE ONLY REASON by LIL WAYNE ft. SIZZLA & T-STREETS”      (LIL WAYNE)   Man a Rasta, shata, him oh fire and nobody enter   Them troop shoot them run like them playa’s oprah   They know me kingdom, make em scream like em see em opera   They smoke em weed, love em green like em grasshopper   Man ah, drink a bottle of crystal, and baby Ana Baka   But dnt think man slip, hima dreadda.. wat the picture wanta   Man a getin money, get tha bread to him bout stoppa   Youngmoney done done fly like em helicopter   U really wanna know wat goes in a nigga fofo   Bulletshot found on the street, im yellow dem voko   The president try and take him buy me, blow me bloco   Who? Rastafarian.. Juky gat them jump jump ( ya ya ya)   Flying uptown and kill tha man wen dey for rumble   Man a murder kid, for they mother, aunty and uncle   Man keeping me eye, in the rope,    we play ay to.. if em playa ay to me, then we go up in the done blow      (SIZZLA)   Itz Ana poppin   Don’t sulting nobody   No no no stoppin   Boy, yall see me jumpin   No no no yackin   No no no yackin   Actin up with a jumpin yah, im da loafin 4 rockin   Im da verse, up in mere factor words   Boy yall little, make we shoot you off tha face of the earth   Concerned, oh to mah, look how things turn out   Gang firm out, na their house   Them place gon burn out.   Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, Gaaang- star   Me no take no charge bout me ready 4 da run star   Oh really, don’t be leaky   Aint no pussies, but them bitches   Aint no movie, aint no comics   And no CNN, don’t be greedy   You dare not hear this song posted in a CD   No mess wit a mercy, less you can’t steal it   But be pretty..            And they actin oh body   See the giving where    The only reason why them bogus living   Aint no way down, please stay down   Let them stay down, put them in a woodbox be laid down..      (LIL WAYNE)   Pussy ass nigga don’t talk to me   I make this bitch bring your heart to me   Im only 5 ‘8 and yall short to me   And yall movement looks like its important to me   Your girlfriend opens up her part to me   And if she gimme brain, she smart to me   Puppy ass niggas don’t bark at me   Itz da big dog, call me Mr. Orkin fleas   Turn your block into a restaurant   Order and leave   What are u havin??? Organs please!!   And we stay strapped like Jordan’s beat   And we in tha center like Brad Daughtery   Ha..And im loken with Marly G.   And we smokin so much, we could hardly breath   This other niggaz flow is so watery   And im concrete wit this Carter 3      (SIZZLA)   Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya ya, Gaaaanng-star   Man a take no child from me, Stop lookin at me and stop      Ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya ya, Gaaaanng-star   Man a take no child from me, Stop lookin at me and stop      (T-STREETS)   Yessir, T –street, bang bang back in tha building   They call me streets, so call me streets   If u call on reach, im on the streets   And im hungry like a dog on unleash   But im a tiger, and a dog is a feast   And I see through the fog in the trees   Because the nigga makes a logs and leaves   I walk through the jungle with a lion on my sleeve   I need a money donor, cuz im dying to resist   I know mama gat her eyes on her seed   Therefore, I never stop, I just proceed   Their eyes make the peace hard to read   But it says, “why im not leave      (SIZZLA)   And they actin oh body   See the giving where    The only reason why them bogus living   Aint no way down, please stay down   Let them stay down, put them in a woodbox be laid down..      (LIL WAYNE)   We killin em softly,   We killin em softly   And man em hustle like a dog, and have keep police them off me   Pistol in da trunk, and the baby in da car seat   Drive fast lane, with them eyeball glassy   And about the hour, him a heading to the money   Take your coughin baby, give the baby back to mommy   Peer gunshot, shoot him below to him tommy   Bat the man down, boy, im shit around party   Party up, party up, they put the panty up   Sure gat the AK up, him a shoot the building up   We kill them softly, we kill them softly   He make bad girl them for want me, want me in tha storm ay   My girl she need me, my girl she want me   Because me reppin youngmoney, me youngmoney..
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