Lil Wayne Drops The Mic @ High Times Cup – VIDEO
Last night I witnessed Lil Wayne do a big mic drop on stage at the High Times Cup.
He got booed by some of the crowd!
Last night I witnessed Lil Wayne do a big mic drop on stage at the High Times Cup.
He got booed by some of the crowd!
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