Lil Wayne – 3 Peat Lyrics

3 Peat

Lil Wayne

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"3 Peat." - Lil Wayne

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 07:41 am

Album: Tha Carter III (Deluxe Revised)

Track No: 01

Yes sir
They can't stop me
Even if they stopped me
Yeah
I'm on it, ooh, I'm on it
I'm so on it, however you want it
You can get it tonight, ho, and all night, ho
I get the beat from Maestro, a fuckin' right, ho
I might go crazy on these ****, I don't give a mother fuck
Run up in a **** house and shoot his grandmother up
What, what? I don't give a mother fuck
Get your baby kidnapped, and your baby mother fucked
It's Tha Carter III, bitch, better put your supper up
Hollygrove, I throw it up like I'm tryna lose my gut
Fuck is up? Beat 'em up like a million uppercuts
Got a million duffled up for the fuck of it, shit
Get on my level, you can't get on my level
You gon' need a space shuttle or a ladder that's forever
However, I'm better, if not now, then never
Don't you ever fix your lips unless you 'bout to suck my dick
Bitch, swallow my words, taste my thoughts
And if it's too nasty, spit it back at me
Two more inches, I'd have been in that casket
Accordin' to the doctor, I could've died in traffic
Bounce right back on 'em bitches, like magic
Abracadabra, I'm up like Viagra
I just do this shit for my clique, like Adam Sandler
I control hip-hop, and I'ma keep it on my channel
Watch me, bitch, watch me
Bitch watch me, but they cannot see me, like Hitler
It's the New Orleans nightmare
Money so old, it's growing white hair
Young Money, baby, yeah we right here
I'ma make sure we ball, till we fall like tears
And mama, don't cry, your son can handle his
I got her out the hood and put her in the hills
Yeah, when I was fourteen, I told my mom, "We will see better days"
And, sure enough, I got Miss Cita in a better place
When I was fourteen, I told my mom we will see better days
And sure enough, we did exactly what I said
I tell my girl, when you fuck me, better fuck me good
'Cause if another girl could, she gon' fuck me good
No sittin' at the table if you bringin' nothin' to it
And I get straight to it like there's nothin' to it
Yeah, I got game like Stuart
Scott, fresh out the ESPN shop
And when SportsCenter poppin', e'ry thing stoppin'
But you can't fool me, I know what you watchin'
Me, you watch me, you watch me
'Cause I be, Weezy
Must see, TV, C3
****, that's me, and I'm me
I'm me, times three
So retreat, or suffer defeat
I'm back, 3 peat, C3

Writer(s): D. Carter & V. Brooks.

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