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Lil Wayne - Banned (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Phillips
Jason Phillips
Songwriter
David Styles
David Styles
Songwriter
C. Rios
C. Rios
Songwriter
Kasseem Dean
Kasseem Dean
Songwriter
Jermain Anthony Baxter
Jermain Anthony Baxter
Songwriter
Victor Santiago
Victor Santiago
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Uh Ayo, it's Weezy motherfuckin', easy with the hatin' Bitch, I'm in the buildin', you just decoratin' I'm just detonatin', then I get blatant More dangerous than Internet datin' Scoob got the cameras on, so I got to show off I'll put your sister on, I'll knock your bro off Weezy spit snowballs, catch it in your face bitch Good-Game, Wayne, man, I deserve a Naismith Cook 'caine gang flow, dope in the vein flow I'll only be smokin' the purple out the rainbow Stronger than Drano, your boyfriend a lame-o And if you stay with him, then y'all in the same boat Deepwater Carter, fishin' for a dollar You can join the salad, I'm splittin' your tomata Ball 'cause I gotta, you'll love me in the morning I told her I'm a King, them other niggas Prince Charming She love to rock my mic, she say there's nothin' like performin' Man, I'm in love with her grill, George Foreman Forewarning, Young Money's armed And we can shoot it out, I got the money drawn Yeah, take that to the bank wit' ya I rock my hat to the side like I paint pictures Smoke weed, talk shit like Lane Kiffin Whole country in recession, but Wayne different Huh, and I'm a Maybach rider Haven't drove it one time, I got a cool black driver Can't walk around with guns, I got a dude that got 'em Don't worry if I'm shootin', as long as you don't get shot And I'm a beast, I'm a pit bull I get my ass kissed, I get my dick pulled I'm-I'm a beast, I'm a big bull I got my money right, I got my clip full, ha-ha Yeah, it's like seven in the morning, nigga I'm up for whoever the opponent, nigga Stop the track, let me relish in the moment, nigga Now bring that motherfucker back, 'cause I'm zonin', nigga I go hard like Rafael Nadal And if the bitches worth havin' then I bet we have 'em all And man, I'm so high, it's like an everlasting fall And I'm chargin' these hoes like women basketball Uh, I bet that chopper get his mind right Leave a hole in his chest like a lion bite Superhero car, like I crime fight I see big cheese, you niggas' blind mice Uh, T-Streets still roll with me Still stickin' to the script, like Nicole Kidman Need the man hit? We are those hitmen He stopped runnin', the bullet holes didn't Uh, basically, I'm still a monster 'Til the fat lady sing, I come to kill a opera Y'all too plain, I'm a helicopter My words keep goin', like a teleprompter I'm a asshole, wipe me down, bitch I get big checks, Niketown, bitch Yeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit And the flag red, like clown lips Uh, T, I can't stop goin' Drop my best shit, like the Cowboys dropped Owens I'm the best to ever do it, motherfucker, I know it No Ceilings, goddammit, now the fuckin' sky's showin', uh Hahahahaha
Writer(s): Kasseem Dean, David Styles, Jason Phillips, Christopher Rios, Jermain Anthony Baxter, Victor Santiago, Cameron Giles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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