Lil Wayne – Dedicate Lyrics

Dedicate

Lil Wayne

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"Dedicate." - Lil Wayne

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 05:10 pm

Album: Tha Carter V

Track No: 03

(If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be)
(You tatted your face)
Bugatti, new boo
(You screamed, "Suu whoop")
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(You bought a Bugatti)
So you can flex
(Most of the bad bitches, your ex)
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
New subject, new paper, new class, new school
New buddies, new haters, new ass, new boobs
Much later, too soon, too bad, too cool
Too hot, too lit, too high to move
Two eyes to view, but too blind to bloom
Who lied to you?
Two middle fingers that's up high
To whom it may consume
Kaboom, goddamn
Who knew that I am the guru with voodoo, that sued you the high hell
With shooters that shoot through the Iron-Man and see through the con-man
And now he a dyin' man, I turn a goddamn into a God's Plan
Go over the diagram and get to the job, man
Watch for the spy cam, sit back and watch and do not watch your watch hand
Gimme some time, man, I am the bomb, man
I am gon' swim till I come out on dry land, not on a fryin' pan
No, we did not land on Plymouth Rock, but it landed on our land
Now I'm just buyin' land, back to the block where they got more rock fans
Than a fuckin' rock band, under a rock, man
We need Barack, man, I do what I can to keep it solid as a
You know what I'm sayin'
With some rock playin'
(You tatted your face and changed the culture)
You changed
(You screamed, "Suu whoop," and them gangsters loved you)
Yeah, yeah
(You bought a Bugatti so you could flex)
So you can flex
(And most of the bad bitches, your ex)
I started this shit, you just part of this shit
I'm the heart of this shit and the heart doesn't skip
Take the heart of your bitch 'cause like Bart, you a Simp
And your water don't drip, so your garden ain't shit
You just countin' the money, I'm drownin' in money, like
Where the fuck is the lifeguard in this bitch?
I go Mars in this bitch, watch me orbit and shit
For the art of this shit, Andy Warhol and shit
Go retarded as shit, you go sweet, tangy
I go tart on this shit, I'ma barf on this shit
I'm a martian and shit, you a orphan, lil' bitch
If I taught you some shit, that's like Harvard, lil' bitch
You ain't talkin' 'bout shit, but you softer than shit
Walk it like you talk it, now you walkin' in shit
I go Marvel movie on some marvelous shit
In the spotlight too long, should be darker than this
This "Tha Carter," lil' bitch
(You tatted your face and changed the culture)
You changed
(You scream, "Suu whoop," and them gangstas love you)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(You bought a Bugatti so you could flex)
So you can flex
(And most of the bad bitches, your ex)
I started this shit, they borrowed this shit
I thought of this shit, they thought it was it
I'm doggin' and shit, they bark and they sit
Put a fuck in that shit, which drawer to look in?
I brought in this shit, the starters get benched
The orders get sent, then targets get hit
Billion dollar smile, I sell myself short if I grin, I'm bargainin' then
Apartments and shit, I could park in that shit
In the foreign car that I could talk to and shit
With a cultural bitch, I can talk to and shit
'Bout the culture and shit, how I altered this shit
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
All of that shit, it's "Tha Carter," lil' bitch
You changed
Suu whoop (You tatted your face)
Bugatti, new boo (So you can flex)
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
Tattoos, suu whoop, Bugatti, new boo
Tunechi
(If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be)
They might think they've got a pretty good jumpshot
Or a pretty good flow
But our kids can't all aspire to be Lebron or Lil Wayne

Writer(s): Lil Wayne, Manny Galvez, Corbin Roe, Willber Vincent, Adolfo Ramirez, Michael George Dean, Tauheed Epps & Joshua Luellen.

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