Artist: Lil Wayne f/ Gudda Gudda Album: Sorry 4 the Wait Song: Throwed Off Freestyle Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com {Mr. Hanky!} [Gudda Gudda] UH...Uh... UH...Uh... Yeah Okay, I walk up in the club, Louie-Louie's with the cherry bottoms Bad bitch on my arm witta Halle Berry body You know what I do, I, g-get straight to the moolah Wrist-wr-wr-wrist wear frigid and my watch is a Franck Muller I-I'm reppin Young Moolah, G-Gudda times two, I remember when I used to stuff my paper in my shoe box Now I got two large accounts with money stacks and large amounts What the FUCK you niggaz talkin bout 'cause we ain’'t tryna talk it out Pistol hangin out my jeans - it ain't a thing, let's spark it out Let that chopper start to sing and let it ring and then I'm out, yeah You know what I’m sippin, purple got me trippin Scoop ya chicken up and let her lick me like a lizard I'm on South Beach chillin and I'm tryna fuck, ER'RY hottie Get her to the crib and make her fuck ER'RY-body You know the team, it's Young Money over ER'RY-body In the rap game, so it's FUCK ERR'BODY! [Lil Wayne] Married to the mob, bury you alive My girl pussy feel like heaven to a god And I came in this bitch with my niggaz Kidnap the baby and the fuckin babysitter, yah I be doin me, don't give a fuck 'bout whatchu doin Blood gang bitch, big B's, Boston Bruins I could do this shit, eyes closed, nothin to it Bullets fuck ya body up, they ain't even tryna view it I go tough, I go stupid Murk ya pussy ass and everyone you in cahoots with Fuck you with a pool stick, make you swallow tooth picks Fuckin right we ruthless, we done watched too many movies Then smoked too many doobies, murk you out then deuces We don't know what truce is, that bulletproof vest so useless Flag red like bruises, shoot at'cha head with them Uzis I swear, ya Honor, I ain't a dealer, I'm a user, ya dig? I load up the cig, point it at'cha wig Pull over on the highway, throw you off the bridge We don't give a fuck, and we ain't never did Shit, three words you never hear: let 'em live I'm in my own zone, it got me throwed off I break these bitches down, I break these hoes off Lil Tunechi is my name, I got Gudda on the tape Public apology, Sorry 4 the Wait, yeah!