Dedication 4??????????

(album: Dedication 3 - 2008)

Shout out to everybody man
But uh let uh let me just prepare them let me just let 'em know uh just so you know that the future Weezy I'm 'a be on this rock shit
You understand me
This real rock shit
It's getting real crazy
But uh I'm 'a keep rapping for ya'll and shit to
'Cause I know ya'll like that shit
I know ya'll like that shit
I know ya'll like that shit
And uh just in case if ya'll want to know
What I was actually saying at the end of that performance on BET hip-hop awards 'cause I know they probably cut a lot of that out
I had said uh
Give me a beat Gudda, come on oh yeah come on we're about to take it back to New Orleans, let's go
Oh oh oh
Bitch didn't your momma tell you not to fuck with them aliens
I'm just trying to mate like a fucking Australian
Dreams of fucking Mrs. Sarah Palin
And don't McCain look like his heart about to fail 'em
But scratch that shit, young money we're the greatest
Add another check to my checking and savings
And a four Fs to the Weezy F Baby
Nah I'm Weezy fucking fucking fucking fucking fucking baby
Dedication 3 we're out this hoe
Actually we're in yo hoe
Wayne talking

I feel me (The Drought is over Part 6 coming 11/19/08)
(DJ Drama) ha ha ha you thought it was over, let me give you some D4
Bitch I feel me!
Yeah!
Ah!
I got the game mad, and I ain't talking about homie in LA neither
I say I got so much money man I don't know what to do with it
I was thinking 'bout getting some and letting you spend it
Hey I do it way bigger than you did it
I'm sitting on them Jordans, it must be the shoes in me
I get real ignorant
Cruel really cruel
When it rains just tell 'em to get in the pool silly
Who really pouring with us?
Home boy you're tripping you're gonna fall and bust your ass
I can rap fast but I like slow better... why?
'Cause bitch I'm a flow better fl-y fl-y fly
With no feathers
And if you want know bad you're gonna know better yeah
I'm talking young money army Weezy aka I got enough money on me
Yeah and ya'll niggas phony
I got some bullets with ya'll pictures on them
Ha ha ya'll really don't want me
And I blast off on beat
She make you leave and you just do you and she just do me
I told you