| 歌曲 | Wayne's Takeover 2 |
| 歌手 | Mannie Fresh |
| 专辑 | The Mind of Mannie Fresh |
| 作曲 : Carter, Thomas | |
| Alright that nigga gone man | |
| Fuck that nigga man, fuck that | |
| FabeGo through all this nigga's | |
| Pro ToolsFirst beat you pick, | |
| I'm slaughterin' this nigga's shit' | |
| Cause B done already called me and told me | |
| Man go to that studio, fuck what | |
| Fresh doin' | |
| Tell Fresh let you get on that shit and kill that shit | |
| 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 kill this nigga's album | |
| Ya understand me? | |
| Birdman Jr. | |
| Weezy F-Baby | |
| Please say to | |
| Baby 1 7 Holygrove | |
| Gangus Street nigga | |
| Cash Money | |
| RecordsGet down and lay down, lie down and die down | |
| Bitch nigga 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' cocaine 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 | |
| JeremaihThey call me | |
| Weezy F-Baby | |
| Women wanna suck all on my pacifier | |
| And if she tell ya she didn't, homie that's a liar | |
| You see me passin' 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 bitch 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 | |
| SLShe give me more tongue, less grill | |
| My yellow diamonds give you spit nigga bitch 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 nigga | |
| YoYo, what the fuck is goin' on over there? | |
| Ya'll think | |
| I don't know what the fuck goin' on? | |
| I got ears all over dude | |
| I know you on my album cursin' | |
| Talkin 'bout cuttin' bitches and killin' motherfuckers | |
| And murkin' motherfuckers, | |
| I don't want that dude{ | |
| Right now, | |
| I'm out here with full bar bitches | |
| I got a Spanish bitch, a | |
| Chinese bitch | |
| A Vietnamese, what are you baby, whatever the fuck she is | |
| And this other bitch and we doin' like this, this five some thing | |
| And whatever 'n' y'all over there talking bout killing motherfuckers}{ | |
| 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 fucked up with this shit | |
| I'm pissed off dude, | |
| I'm really pissed off wit you, brah}{ | |
| I told you my album is about loving | |
| Huggin', holding hands, fuckin' and all that kinda shit | |
| 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} |
| zuò qǔ : Carter, Thomas | |
| Alright that nigga gone man | |
| Fuck that nigga man, fuck that | |
| FabeGo through all this nigga' s | |
| Pro ToolsFirst beat you pick, | |
| I' m slaughterin' this nigga' s shit' | |
| Cause B done already called me and told me | |
| Man go to that studio, fuck what | |
| Fresh doin' | |
| Tell Fresh let you get on that shit and kill that shit | |
| 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 kill this nigga' s album | |
| Ya understand me? | |
| Birdman Jr. | |
| Weezy FBaby | |
| Please say to | |
| Baby 1 7 Holygrove | |
| Gangus Street nigga | |
| Cash Money | |
| RecordsGet down and lay down, lie down and die down | |
| Bitch nigga 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' cocaine 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 | |
| JeremaihThey call me | |
| Weezy FBaby | |
| Women wanna suck all on my pacifier | |
| And if she tell ya she didn' t, homie that' s a liar | |
| You see me passin' 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 bitch 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 | |
| SLShe give me more tongue, less grill | |
| My yellow diamonds give you spit nigga bitch 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 nigga | |
| YoYo, what the fuck is goin' on over there? | |
| Ya' ll think | |
| I don' t know what the fuck goin' on? | |
| I got ears all over dude | |
| I know you on my album cursin' | |
| Talkin ' bout cuttin' bitches and killin' motherfuckers | |
| And murkin' motherfuckers, | |
| I don' t want that dude | |
| Right now, | |
| I' m out here with full bar bitches | |
| I got a Spanish bitch, a | |
| Chinese bitch | |
| A Vietnamese, what are you baby, whatever the fuck she is | |
| And this other bitch and we doin' like this, this five some thing | |
| And whatever ' n' y' all over there talking bout killing motherfuckers | |
| 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 fucked up with this shit | |
| I' m pissed off dude, | |
| I' m really pissed off wit you, brah | |
| I told you my album is about loving | |
| Huggin', holding hands, fuckin' and all that kinda shit | |
| 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 |