Artist: Lil Wayne Album: Da Drought 3 Song: Get High Rule The World Typed by: mainevent_4@yahoo.com [Intro: Lil Wayne] Drought 3 Hear my chains.. ha That mean I'm ballin bitch If ya didn't know, if you wasn't informed Or somethin like that, this is Da Drought 3 And um.. check this out [Lil Wayne] Yeah, imagine waking up out ya sleep to them pistols blastin And if the witness is dead there's no trial If you didn't know then hoe, well ya know now And I don't mean basketball, when I say I don't know Yao Money money money money, boost my mor-al Play with my money money money, O.K. Co-ral I like a bitch with a apple bottom, like vo-kal The top is at my fingertips, like I aint got no nails I got blood brothers bitch, I aint got no pals I make a girl get low, like I aint got no L's I'ma paper chasin dog, check my toenails And I never miss a game, no Shaq O'Neal More like Brett Favre, just like Brett Favre I been shot two times, just wipe that off But I thank you for putting me right back, Lord And to you, father, I would give my life back for it That knife that sword, that gun that war Make ya so called soldiers, just run like Gore Yea Frank that is from San Francis And I got more banana clips then chimpanzees 10 addresses and I dresses Like I thinks I'm the muthafuckin best there is And I'm about to bubble and she catch that fizz And I'm straight from Clayborne nigga, just ask Liz Check ya neck, there aint a crook like this From the city where the judge throw the book at kids Burna in school, in my bookbag hid Talk stupid at lunch and we havin ya ribs If you are not home, then we havin ya kids And if you can't come up with half, I'll send ya half of ya kid Back to the board, an extravagant crib I'm on the toilet watchin Martin, just laughin and shit Don't know why I get high, but I get high I get high like every single day We do shit that them other women can't Maryjane, what is it you've done to me I pop a beat and start rollin And then I smoke it like a muthafuckin stogie Pete Pye wrote it, I was rappin to the.. ding-ding-ding-ding.. fuck it Get high screw the world, and that's that I need all my funds, yeah, all my money baby Black diamonds and pearls, believe that I may bling bling and my chest look like a mural I'm nuts, just call me Squirrel My fetish is the girls, but the women not the girls Act your age, not your shoe size, maybe we can do the twirl I'll be the Prince of a Pearl.. tongue, earring in her pearl.. tongue If she come let her girl.. come, give her a pill, giver her girl.. one Party time, excellent, yup Wayne's World Campbell's soup on the wrist, just call me Earl Lil ma don't shoot em, ya heard I get high my words slur, I start callin 'em Mirl Hey Mirl, light that fur And I know this old, but I'm really hot in hurr I went with the phantom, my niggaz coppin the spurs My hands in the pot, I'd rather eat and stir It's I against the world, and I'm strapped.. yeah I bring all my guns.. shoot mothers, fathers, babies, damn Black hand guns to serve, we could see But we are so blind to the signs they tryin to lose the world And we will walk right up with our guns, yup, hand n' hand, yeah We'll march right after the drum, but I don't need no band Nicca, Drought 3