Best lil Wayne verse? I'll start >Y'all don't

Bitch real G's move in silence like lasagna

Yeah pretty much the entirety of 6 foot 7 foot

Lil Wayne is hip-hop's best absurd lyricist

My criteria compared to your career just isn't fair,
I'm a venereal disease like a menstrual bleed...

"Make a movie with yo bitch, Steven Spiel-nigga" makes me burst into laughter every time I hear it

>>74074220
1 9 hundred who want it i deliver
concrete shoes wont help in a river
i dont care if you's michael phelps my nigga
im higher than the mother fucking alps my nigga
im flyer than a motherfuckin stealth my nigga
young money shit top shelf my nigga
we the motherfuckers like milf my nigga

>>74074220
Itty bitty booby
Chyall gobba be unlawful funks glap glap

Transform ya

6'7 is easily his best song, hands down

>Paper chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
>Bitch, real Gs move in silence like lasagna
>People say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda
>Woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I can't find her

Lil Wayne was the last genuine poet in rap

>Ya bitch on my pipe, she like a crack addict
>and she saw me cooking eggs, she thought I was back at it

Last verse on the Lollipop remix
>Safe sex is great sex
>Better wear a latex
>Cause you don't want that late text
>That "I think I'm late" text
>So wrap it up
>B-b-but he's so sweet, sh-she wanna lick the rapper

>When I was five my favorite movie was the gremlins

>Kidnap a Nigga, make him feel like a kid again

>>74074380
This one

>They Can't stop me, even if they stopped me

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>And it's all because of you
>Girl we through
>You think your shit don't stank
>But you are Mrs. Pee-Yew
>And I don't see you
>With me noo mooo

Damn....

wayne is the worst and best rapper alive

I tell her, "Now goin' pop that pussy for a real nigga"
I already know that life is deep but I still dig her
Niggas is jealous but really I could care less
I'm in hell's kitchen with an apron and a hair net
Devil on my shoulder, the lord as my witness
So on my Libra scale, I'm weighing sins and forgiveness
What goes around, comes around like a hula hoop
Karma is a bitch, well just make sure that bitch is beautiful
Life on the edge, I'm dangling my feet
I tried to pay attention but attention paid me
Haters can't see me, nose bleed seats
And today I went shopping and talk is still cheap
I rock to the beat of my drum set
I've been at the top for a while and I ain't jump yet, ha ha
But I'm Ray Charles to the bullshit
Now jump up on that dick and do a full split

he really tried his best for this one