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Lil Wayne

"Ready To Go"

[Intro]
Go f*ck yourself! Limp Bizkit!
Polow! Check one two!
And I glo' it up! Oh, come on!
Yo! Boil up!
T-Turn it up!
Y'all ready for this?

[Hook: Limp Bizkit]
They say that rock-sh*t doesn't rock anymo'
They say the whole game done went pop, so I'm back in this hoe
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
They say that rock-sh*t doesn't rock anymo'
They say the whole game done went pop, so I'm back in this hoe
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go

[Verse 1: Fred Durst]
Come on, back it's the motherf*ckin' Rock-God
I'm so poker-faced, ladies goin' Ga-Ga
That's right, it's Freddy D, the public enemy
You know, the one to have Britney droppin' to her knees
I don't give a f*ck, I probably never will
b*tch, get at me if that ass is like Jessica Biel's
Who down with me tonight? You know, I'll treat you right
You shake for me until they turnin' on them ugly lights
Throw them fingers up, and finger-f*ck the sky
She like the way we pump it, I call her pumpkin pie
I ain't about to lie, I came up in it high
You got a problem? I'll bust you in your f*cking eye (player!)
"Baby, you're a rockstar!", I know who the f*ck I am
40 million records later, I am still the f*ckin' man
I came to rock, all she wants to do is roll
Now she at my house slidin' up and down that pole

[Hook: Limp Bizkit]
They say that rock-sh*t doesn't rock anymo'
They say the whole game done went pop, so I'm back in this hoe
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
They say that rock-sh*t doesn't rock anymo'
They say the whole game done went pop, so I'm back in this hoe
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
What the f*ck is up?
Ah, f*ck the world, bust a nut
I'm on this and that, and such and such
It's ashes to ashes, dust to dust, come on!
Rock! Rock, rock with a real n*gga
Everything I touch turn to gold, she a gold digger
Shots! Shots, shots, have a lil' liquor
Got the b*tch takin' shots like Reggie Miller
Uh, Lil Weezy in this b*tch hoe
She want the green light – let the b*tch go
I go hard, I go nuts, I go schizo
And now they wanna copy me like ten-fo'
Uh, I can't stop, I won't stop
I got the pistol on me, I guess I went pop
Now I'm free-fallin', yeah, head first
Red hat to the back like Fred Durst

[Hook: Limp Bizkit & Lil Wayne]
They say that rock-sh*t doesn't rock anymo'
They say the whole game done went pop, so I'm back in this hoe
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
They say that rock-sh*t doesn't rock anymo'
They say the whole game done went pop, so I'm back in this hoe
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go

[Verse 3: Fred Durst]
Lil Weezy, that's my patna, we drinkin' Russian vodka
'Bout to take your b*tch 'cause she ain't never f*cked a rockstar
I'm a f*ckin' outlaw, packin' me a chainsaw
I'm at the afterparty, 'bout to start another brawl
I'm gettin' f*cked up, so you can go to hell
I'ma need a ride home, I know myself
And you know I put it down like no one else
I'm the champ, b*tch, I ain't gotta show the belt

[Hook: Limp Bizkit]
They say that rock-sh*t doesn't rock anymo'
They say the whole game done went pop, so I'm back in this hoe
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
They say that rock-sh*t doesn't rock anymo'
They say the whole game done went pop, so I'm back in this hoe
We drinkin' gin till we pass out and fall on the flo'
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go
She ready to go, she ready to go
Is that your b*tch? 'Cause she told me, she ready to go

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