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Lil Wayne - Uh Oh Feat Ja Rule Lyrics

Ja: Murder Inc. n*ggaaa
Weezy: Young money just crept in, like uhh ohhhh
Ja: MPIIIRE, MPIIIRE, haha, lets get em..yeh, Inc. Gang n*gga. Young money, cash money collabo. lets go, lets go

Chorus:

To all my n*ggas my b*tches,
my b*tches my n*ggas,
my gangstas, hoes pimps and pushers,
keep on doin what we doin n*gga,
gettin it, got money we takin it,
got b*tches we takin it, MPIRE just stepped in
and they like uh oh uh uh uh oh, uh oh uh uh uh oh
get it uh oh oh oh oh oh, cos they know we gettin it
got money we takin it, got b*tches we takin it, MPIRE just stepped in

RULE:

Fuck n*ggas, uh oh uh uh uh oh, here i g-o-o-o,
its the RULE n*gga, you already kno-ow
I'm gettin it, I don't gotta talk it coz im livin it
money over b*tches period, and im dead serious
these n*ggas is feminine n*ggas so i t-t-t-t-t-touch em
everytime i see em. are you feelin it?
i-i-its comin through the barrel of the fi-i-ifth
out the sun roof of the si-i-ix, i-i-f you wearin to wear
bare wi-itness, how i take money take bi-i-tches
n*ggas is fascinated with the kid, love my style
your b*tch to, would be on my d*ck, if u let her come out
quit hand-cuffin these hoes, im a pick game propper
ima pistol popper, f*ck around and get shot up
my n*ggas all riders, our b*tches all done up
f*ck, i know yall n*ggas hate to love us - what?

Chorus

Wayne:

Young Money just crept in like uhh ohhh, uhh ohhhh, yeah RULE i gotcha aight..GOTTI

Uh oh, you did it, now you gotta get it
weezy F, is in your buildin, i will step on your buildin
from the steps of my buildin, raise hell, hell's risen-
call me young raekwon im a chef in hells kitches, flow-
sweet as devil food i eat angels for dinner,
call me what ya want, i dont give a finger in the middle
ima hold it down and blow up, the anchor meets the missle (?)
when i say we got them (brrr, brrr) i aint tyna whistle
long body maybach, it made me feel so little,
im ballin on them suckers and i wont pick up my dribble
retarded on the beat, sick i spit hospitals
and she couldnt stand under my umbrella in the drizzle
my pimp game proper, my enf (?) aimed proper
so run and i will hit you like jeramiah trotter
yezzir, call me young carter, my ? self
and i be stuntin like my dadda, ya dig?

RULE:

yup yup, i dig, dig, dig, dig, dig it
but our jewelry so ??????
how dare, b*tches ????????
and crocker, like we dont make that crack diet, real butter
d-d-did i stutter-tu-studder the first time n*ggas, naw
they like uh oh uh oh oh oh, this n*ggas tro-o-ouble
its the INC, n*gga act like you kno-ow
whos gettin it, livin it, gangsta sh*t.

Chorus

Ja: Murder Inc. n*gga
Weezy: Young Money just crept in, like uh ohhhh
Ja: MPIIIR, MPIIIRE haha.