No Other is probably one of my favorite Wayne songs of all time. Timeless.
Yup the new Juelz tape made me finally get around to it. So many of the previous tapes got close but would randomly have one song with a dj on it. Also they would have wack ass blends on it for filler when there was no need to. This damn thing is 36 tracks, no blends.crazy this was put together i was just listening to the old leaks about to make a thread on it![]()
Cant believe it's really been 15 yearsJuelz had multiple opportunities to get is shyt together and work on his craft.
Now he waits until he's locked up, and sees the success of Jimmy and Cam's recent releases and wants to hop on the wave.
This ungrateful washed up whiny lean head trying to sneak diss Cam - no one cares about his music. 15 years too late. The money must be washed up too.
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No Other is probably one of my favorite Wayne songs of all time. Timeless.
I go back and forth with no other or swag surfin as my fav wayne verse of all time
And if it cost to be the boss, oh well, I guess I gotta pay
I-I’m a New Orleans nikka, I don’t take no shyt
Take the brain off the whip, now it don’t make no sense
Stunt hard on these bytches, I ain’t promise tomorrow
Now when they kicking it wit me, like Nomar Garciaparra
Flute rollin’, killin’ plants, the lil shop of horror
And we roll them bytches thick- make ‘em look like Toccara (Jones)
Man I’m too much for these nikkas, and three much for these hoes
The World is in my hands, and I keep my hands closed
I love my baby mommas, they get my highest honor
Gotta take care o’ them kids, Man I know you heard Obama
And I live on an island, Atlantic in my backyard
I just tell my pilot- to land it in my backyard
Quarterback- shotgun, you don’t get any sack yards
bytch, I ball hard, breakin’ all the backboards
Pretty-boy Floyd, step up- I will crack yours
And even at the White House, we pull up at the back doors
Walk around, like I’m thirty feet tall
Tiger Woods- All these hoes tryna birdie these balls
And the Porche 911, like emergency calls
Man, I just be chillin’, I’m cool like Lou Rawls
Young money in the building, I’m puttin’ up new walls
nikka, take your Mrs. Officer- and set some new laws
My flow is like rubbin’ two logs
Young mula we the new shyt, and new drawers
(Uh) Now get off my dikk- I ain’t fukkin’ witcha
Watch me shoot to the bank, I'm a money pistol
Weezy beat the beat up, like Sonny Liston
Redbone do me good, then I friend her sister
I mean a bytch, she never met her best friend or sister
I leave her p*ssy microsoft like Windows Vista
Young tunche, pop that coochie for a goon, hoe
Bullet in you boy’s memory, now you act like you dunno
East side who I do it for- Eagle Street, right by the store
Katrina wiped the city out- but couldn’t fukk with Hollygrove
Lost some real nikkas, I knew from a long time ago
But heaven or hell, I hopin’ that they be where Imma go
Take a nikka gal, and make her come give me a private show
Still long hair, don’t care, like a Navajo
I’m the hardest shyt- go in your ass and search
I smash this verse, and I swag and surf
Thats my goat![]()
I did all the hard work for you. I even listed 3 tracks that i left off. There was one more and it was on the skullgang album. There you go.drop something with all the juelz lil wayne tracks...