Lil Wayne featuring Reel – I Miss My Dawgs (feat. Reel) Lyri

Lil Wayne featuring Reel – I Miss My Dawgs (feat. Reel) Lyrics

I Miss My Dawgs

Lil Wayne featuring Reel

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"I Miss My Dawgs." - Lil Wayne featuring Reel

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 05:47 am

Album: Tha Carter - Screwed & Chopped

Track No: 03

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This is the Carter muthafucka, yeah
And in my building I must keep it real
And man I miss the times, we would shine
You would keep on your side
You would teach me how to ride
And you would teach me how to pry
Then we get on the line and go over our lines
We were in the same position
And that's when you change position, shit
I had never change and I miss ya
And it's strange but I never forget ya
Throw that at you and them bitches homie
And I know that ain't you wit that dissin' on me
That's why I never replied and never will just let em live phony
If ya ever died I swear to God I got yo kids homie
Whats mine is their I gotta give homie and yeah
We still a army in this bitch homie
Yea Cash Money still the shit homie, shit homie
What's really real is you feelin' me nigga
That Hot Boy shit still in me nigga, word the giggity nigga
And I ain't got time to speak the history
I miss you and I know you missin' me
Gizzle but
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Many nights, club poppin'
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were blowin' trees
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were hustlin'
(Yeah)
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Me and you, through thick and thin
(Yeah)
Me and you, through the very end
(Yeah)
For only you, I was in the game
(Yeah)
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Many nights, club poppin'
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were blowin' trees
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were hustlin'
(Yeah)
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Me and you, through thick and thin
(Yeah)
Me and you, through the very end
(Yeah)
For only you, I was in the game
(Yeah)
And I remember when you came to the click
I had already made my name in the click
But you got famous and shit
I got my solja rag and dangled my shit
I was down to just to hang wit you shit
And I banged to the boogie bang bang wit yo click
And I ain't even from the 3, my hood was angry at me, shit
But I rose to my feet, played the post wit the heat
At them shows while you performed and posed
I was waitin' for a nigga to jump
See I was patient but was ready to duck
'Cuz you my brother chump
Real Gs never buckle up
But every family ain't filled wit gangstas that's real
And that's real and I would never turn my back or turn ya down
Even if you turned around muthafucka
But history is history
I miss you and I know you missin' me
Juve it, but
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Many nights, club poppin'
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were blowin' trees
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were hustlin'
(Yeah)
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Me and you, through thick and thin
(Yeah)
Me and you, through the very end
(Yeah)
For only you, I was in the game
(Yeah)
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Many nights, club poppin'
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were blowin' trees
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were hustlin'
(Yeah)
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Me and you, through thick and thin
(Yeah)
Me and you, through the very end
(Yeah)
For only you, I was in the game
(Yeah)
You was my nigga, my nerd, my joy, my herb
My main muthafuckin' man Turk
My other, my partner, I was teacher, he was father
I skilled, he schooled, we chilled, we moved
We thug, we hung, we ate, we slept
We lived, we died, I stayed, you left
Remember how we played to the left
And we stayed out of trouble 'cuz we stayed to our self
Remember Slim and B were leavin', handin' the ki's over
Tell me not to go Uptown and we went straight to tha Nolia
While I watched you reunite wit yo soljas
And yo mom and brothers, while I lied to the stunna
Yeah those were the times my brother
Now I recognize real and I honor my brother
Yea nigga sub mage my brother, the Sqad's my brother
The nigga you left behind is my brothers
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Many nights, club poppin'
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were blowin' trees
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were hustlin'
(Yeah)
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Me and you, through thick and thin
(Yeah)
Me and you, through the very end
(Yeah)
For only you, I was in the game
(Yeah)
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Many nights, club poppin'
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were blowin' trees
(Yeah)
Many nights, we were hustlin'
(Yeah)
Man I miss my dawgs
(Yeah)
Me and you, through thick and thin
(Yeah)
Me and you, through the very end
(Yeah)
For only you, I was in the game
(Yeah)

Writer(s): R. Dickerson, Byron Thomas & D. Carter.

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