Lil Wayne – “Ya Dig” [Audio, Lyrics]

Lil Wayne unveils a new song, “Ya Dig” produced by Tarik Azzouz. Stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

Lil Wayne Ya Dig

When Lil Wayne dropped Tha Carter III back in 2008 we saw arguably the best example of a rapper at the peak of his powers. Everything Wayne touched turned to gold and with songs like “A Milli,” “Lollipop” and “Got Money” dominating across so many different groups of people, it was like the whole world was watching Weezy F. Baby do exactly what he was supposed to do.

In the years since, the Young Money leader has undergone a series of transformations, going from rap Wayne to rock Wayne to pop Wayne to skate Wayne, but his name still carries a certain weight and when he drops new music, people listen.

And when people listen to this new record “Ya Dig,” they’ll be reminded of exactly why they feel in love with Lil Wayne’s music to begin with.

“Ya Dig” is a track pulled straight from the late 2000s. (According to LilWayneHQ, the record was recorded in late 2007 or early 2008.) From the uplifting instrumental to Wayne’s flow, a seeming carbon copy of the Jay-Z assisted “Mr. Carter,” it feels like “Ya Dig” would fit perfectly on Tha Carter III and will be sure to turn back the clocks for Weezy fans. Wayne is relentless, rapping for almost three minutes straight and over a sped-up soul sample, his bars cut through and every reference feels as poignant as ever.

Lil Wayne – Ya Dig (prod. Tarik Azzouz)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Can we talk about it now?
I mean the little trouble that you’ve been having lately
You know I really can’t stand the way, you know, that we’re acting toward each other
It’s just not right, you know

[Verse 1]
Uh-uhm, yeah, they love me when the mic on
But then they show my dark side when the lights on
But fuck ’em in the ass with a pipe [Holmes?]
Fuck off and let me get my life on
You Cracker Jacks, get your white on
I will send niggas to your house while your wife home
I’m black and proud, right on
Incend the lights on, lеt me get my bright on
Don’t worry about what I’m on
I own evеrything around me, now get the fuck from ’round me
I should pull out my dick and watch you climb on
Get the fuck up out my hair unless you’re my comb
That mean mind yours because I’m grown
And I’ma die alone with my styrofoam

[Verse 2]
I hope you gettin’ what I’m saying now
And please don’t get mad
Uh, like get the fuck out of my business
’Cause I’ve been handling the fuck outta my business
Grinding got perfect attendance
Flyer than first-class and detention
Uh, been a winner since a beginner
And my records show, not even in the Guinness
What do you mean, am I finished? I’m just getting started
But you’re on the sideline like Vince Lombardi
Weezy, newborn baby? and it’s my party
And I’m kicking like a horse on the stick-shift Ferrari
Like new cocaine, bright yellow dope
Bright red flag like a red velvet rope
I’m open for criticism
But really, is it any room for criticism
When this shit is in I’m in deeper than your pool, so I swim in toilets?
Bitch, I be and I been ballin’

[Verse 3]
I hope you gettin’ what I’m saying now
And please don’t get mad
And now I’m back like spinal attack like rhino
Got the thunder like Lionel
And leave your head spinning like vinyl
I know, pyscho but [type] though, right ho
But you could drown in my flow ’cause my flow is a tidal
Wave, you gon’ need Geico or gecko
I go get from the get go, go let, let go, let’s go, go where, anywhere but nowhere, cold-erre than a pol-erre bears, toenail, no frail, don’t break, too real
Boy I get it poppin’ like New Year’s
Scream “Hallelujah”
I’m the one call me new year
My car windows dark and my diamond chains too glare
Like a light blink bitch I wear a ice rink, serve pink, that ice pink
Pour it up for Pimp C
Pour it up for Screw and Moe
Pour it up for Bun B
Pour it up for young me, nigga

[Outro]
You know, I mean, it’s just- [?] maybe love to you is buying me cars, giving me money, buying me fancy clothes