Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Remember Me, artist - Lil Wayne.
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
Remember Me |
Can… they remember… me? |
Lil' Wee… zy |
Make 'em remember (Haaa!) ya, nigga |
Let these niggas know your (Look!) background, nigga (Look!) |
Let 'em (Look!) know your (Look!) background! |
Let 'em know how you’ve been for a while |
All I was taught was murder murder |
Kill drama, and nothin' less |
I strap tha Smith-Wess, and bust. |
it in they chest |
I had ta hustle hustle hustle hustle |
Had ta struggle for success |
Hid grams in girls' breasts, stick bricks. |
under they dress |
Them niggas there with me fooli' |
Me, I’m full of that dilly |
Hope when I catch them slippin' |
Him and they daddy’s trippin' |
Shorty can hold it down |
Shorty be totin' rounds |
Smellin' like a pound on school grounds |
Shorty, wow |
Hair… all over my head |
Bandana 'round my brain |
Eyes bloodshot red |
Briches down to my legs |
Guns up in my trench |
When niggas playin', they get drenched |
My pockets is full of lead |
So, nigga, stay off tha ben |
I’m young with bad nerves |
Since I lost my partna, I’ve been troubled, hurt in this 'burb |
So I’on’t even hesitate ta leave 'em on tha curb |
And wet dem niggas' shirt |
Nigga, get 'em full of birds |
Tell them niggas, Geezy! |
(Chorus,) |
Remember he? |
Tha little G, never die |
Took one to tha chest, but Weeze Wee never die |
Remember he? |
Tha little G, never die |
Have B. Geezy on his side, so Weezy Wee never die |
Lil' Weezy Wee… had ta steal, hustle, and jack |
Weezy Wee roll with K’s, Glocks, and MAC’s |
Tha little G, he was raised keepin' it real |
That’s my lil' nigga, I taught him to get it how he live, nigga |
Look, look |
That time I forgot tha bills |
Ain’t been home in two weeks |
Macita lookin' for me |
Tha word all over tha streets |
Well, shiiit! |
I love my momma |
But all I got ta offer is drama, and many problems |
I lay back in tha cut |
These niggas out and I rob 'em, they ain’t spin around here |
We all alone on my block like nobody live 'round here |
Tha lights got cut off at my house, and now I’m lookin' for a win-dow |
I can’t see it, I’ma drop my pile on tha floor |
They got some niggas stuntin' in Benz, hey man, them boys ain’t riders |
Hand it over, partna, my feet done got tired (Break it off) |
Well, picture this, I gotta corner this ole nigga address |
He said he got that work, and needed me ta meet 'im there (Meet him there) |
Nigga, take your Roly down with somethin' shady, daddy (What?) |
Within a week he changed his mind, and… received tha package (What?) |
Oh well… back to tha drawin' board (Board) |
Cowards start hollerin' 'cause they know I’m comin' for it |
Lemme tell 'em |
You remember that there nigga use ta be thuggin' it out |
Blunt in his mouth, would stay passed up in a drought |
Run in your house, «Lay down! |
Nobody move! |
Tell that slut go get your stash, and empty your pockets, fool!» |
That’s how it was… crime, struggle, drivin' for scrubs |
Lots of thugs… make niggas come ta answer them up |
Some niggas choose ta come back to me, ride around my set for me |
My lights off that thing 'cause I got that SKS with me |
!Okay! |
(!okay!) |
Listen, all you ballin' niggas betta! |
relocate! |
(!'locate!) |
'Cause, see, ya’ll got it |
I gotta make my cheese! |
rotate! |
(!rotate!) |
Right now I’m doin' bad |
So just give me with whatever you have, my stomach hurt, I need a bag |
I’m street-livin'… week for week |
No-sleep livin' |
Look outside ya window in tha mornin', your jeep missin' |
My heat sizzlin' |
I’m ready ta sweep these niggas |
Geezy… make 'em remember Weezy, nigga! |
Look, remember that? |
Wuz up, (Are you rememberin', B. Geezy?) |
I remember you, nigga, we go way back ta True Story, (Now) nigga, ya heard |
Me |
Look, you don’t remember me? |
I remember ya, nigga |
I was. |
I was (You were doggin') a bad dog… (You were a lil' dog) Highly |
Grove 17, off top, nigga (Uh-huh) |