I dedicate this song to LilWayne4Life.....enjoy mothafucker...
Dwayne, I bet you love cocks,
Taking it in a pickup truck,
And you can fit in the glove box,
You give your fuck buddy a dick lift,
Then change gears like a fuckin stick shift,
Wayne we see through you like plexiglass,
Spelling Carter, while Babys penis erects in your ass,
You sing about being sick in the south,
When really you just want dick in your mouth,
One by one, I'll pull out your dread locks,
Break your neck until your head rocks,
Give you a curse thatll last longer then the red sox,
Cash money and all your troop is hoes,
Fuck all yall, You couldn't murder in a group of crows,
Cheddar Bob, go ahead and change your name,
Shot yourself, like a short range game,
Like first person, you curse worst then,
An eleven or twelve year old learnin the word fuck,
Call an ambulance, your ass has a Bird stuck,
Do you look good in orange, maybe black and white,
Have a ball and chain, is it attached too tight,
Wayne mister Jail Bait,
Dwayne this is check mate,
Fuck stail mate,
Your pussy, that's what I told your daughter,
Your argument's like a womb, it don't hold water,
I hope Carter 4 doesn't release, let's hope Wayne won't litter,
Litter like a pussy, now don't be bitter,
Pussy like a cat with claws,
And your rap has flaws,
Bryan gave you the clap like applause,
Why do you have those tears, what have you killed, besides your career,
You suck your daddys dick, while he tries and steers,
Weezy grabs a viagra, takes it with a laugh,
Baby fucks him so hard, he's worried about it breakin in half,
You jumped on Drakes back,
While your left in the dust cloud,
He's your prodigy, you must be proud,
Signed him, he skyrocketed, and your eyes cross like a dislexic christian
He's on top, your on bottom like a sex position,
Oh and if you mess with me, its like ironing a four leaf clover,
You'll press your luck, even if our beefs over,
Do you look good in orange, maybe black and white,
Have a ball and chain, is it attached too tight,
Wayne mister Jail Bait,
Dwayne this is check mate,
Fuck stail mate,
I'll spit my final diss,
Only if and when your spinal twists,
Ima break the middle of your neck,
Then take what little respect,
You have and your laying in a hospital bed,
And its quite possible your dead,
And even the preacher at your bed side, wants you dead,
I heard him, once he said,
That mister carter was a waste of flesh,
With all those tattoos, his face was a mess,
He said you look like Terry Shivo,
He probably shoulda changed your name after 12, like Hawaii Five O,
The Doctor said you have HIV, but you can't spell,
Got caught for weed, I hope your dealer plants well,
Oh don't try to respond,
And if you do, go in hiding and your hair dye it blonde,
Or go to New Orleans, in the SuperDome, play hide and seek,
Suck Drew Brees dick, as you swallow, try and speak,
Do you look good in orange, maybe black and white,
Have a ball and chain, is it attached too tight,
Wayne mister Jail Bait,
Dwayne this is check mate,
Fuck stail mate,