t hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face I'm doin' this for my niggas, uh, uh, ha ha Bet, ya'll know, ya were not ready for that one, eh, ha ha We know ya'll
can get it You ain't heard It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga [Lil Wayne] They call me gangsta gangsta Weezy, Weezy Lil Birdman junior Holla at ya
and Petey, baby Ya'know This here is 500 Degreez Holla at 'em dogg 'Cuz I know I ain't dreaming, I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil
: Lil Wayne] D-Boy, yeah, Birdman Jr. in ya building, people I'mma let you know how it go on my side of the mountain, whoadie [Lil Wayne] It's sure about
Howdy do mother fuckaz its Weezy Baby, Niggaz bitchin and I gotta tuck the cannon. Listen close I got duct tape and rope, I'll leave you missin like the
heart just to light your cigarette girl if you want (I'll do anything for you) I'll do anything for you (I'll even take off my shades) I'll even take
on this rock shit u understand me this real rock shit its gettin real crazy but uh imma keep rappin for y'all and shit to cuz i know ya'll like
real crazy but uh imma keep rappin for ya'll and shit to cuz i know ya'll like that shit i know ya'll like that shit i know ya'll like that shit and
kat I gotta lay off the way ya'll hate me like I'm adolf, But ya'll cant see me, Ray Charles I steal whores I'll probably take yours because you
as me You gotta know how to rock your stuff VH1 Brett Michael, Be my rock of love VS 1, big stones Lemme rock ya Maybe marriage, baby carriage Lemme knock ya
expensive shit Haven't you all heard (what?) Ya'll all herbs (yup) I stick toothpicks(where) In ya hors d'oeuvre Listen, I'm a shark, ya'll just koi
, two times, hit me up and I take that ass again And I told her [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] I see ya walkin like the cameras on ya, I love ya backshots I'm
ends [Lil Wayne] Ya know, let's kick it back I can't call it (I run with trouble... trouble) Ya know, heheh Yeah, yeah [Lil Wayne] The tool, it poke
I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it's done And I don't really give a f-ck, and my excuse is that I'm young And I'm only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya
the tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath Chorus: {lil' ya} Pop 'em up, pop 'em up Watch 'em bleed to death Ya played with the lil' ya now ya takin' yo
[Lil Wayne) Young money! (ya dig) Yeah! Ima Millionaire, Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair, My criteria compared to your career
Nation!!! [Lil Wayne] Now Blood the f-ck up Everyday's a gamble muthaf-cker, tough luck And we gon f-ck the World til that bitch bust nuts I can't tell ya
[Lil Wayne] Pardon my gang affil, But you're stepping on a rod in the danger field Weezy Baby, how do the Manger feel? Respect my aim because I aim to