[Intro: Mannie Fresh]
Look right here, this how we gon do this
Hook up the turn tables, Whoof get on the keyboard
And we gon run this for you, ya heard?
Yeah, check it out
[Female]
Cash Money....
Cash Money....
Cash Money....
Cash Money....
[Lil Wayne]
Hey let me slide in the Benz with the fished-out fins
Hit the mall where my girlfriends dish out ends
Cause you know it ain't trickin if you got it
Copped baby girl what she desired
It's chump change mama', Mariguana skyler
Know'n what I got up in my styraphone cup-that purple stuff
It was given to me at birth, stunna
So that's why I cop' tha Bentley with the leather and the furry cup
[Baby]
Hey, hold up mami' them whips on dubs
Cadillac Truck, 28's no rubs
Slide in the Benz, fins, bubble-eyed lens
Car show in New York, y'all know who wins
It's the Birdman daddy with the Gucci Prada
Slam back Coke Truck, no rims - can't holla
It's that Louie fitted on Ostrich steets
It's the tell 'em daddy, mami do you love me?
[Chorus: TQ]
Me, I'm a stunna
I ain't gon change it
Don't..you..know..it's a way of life?
Do you want it?
Cause I'm about to break it
Oh baby, can't stop the stun, no, no
[Baby]
Pop one, pop two with them blue Nike shoes
Raw blue jag on 'em 22's
White's agree, 500 Degreez
In that Cadillac Truck on 'em 23's
I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame
All these, naked women that pop Champaign
And these, marble floors stay high as Rick James
If you know my name then you know my game
[Lil Wayne]
It's Whodi from the Hot Block where seris flow
Gotta get dough, cha'll won't feel me blow
But, y'all don't hear me though
Til I'm rollin down my window where my grill is show
And you know I probly pumpin through the hood on them 24's
Word, rims poking out tha side of the err
Glock heavy, ribs poking out tha side of your shirt
I'm a 17 n**** and I ride through the truf
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
Hey, and my pinky glow cause my ring is so....
Blingy blingy, yo stop blinking though
We smoke stinky stinky dro
And we don't cop them incy wincy o's
And we don't stop, nah we blow
F**k the pink fo'
Everywhere we go we smell like i'ewww
Birdman, my poss so that me me go..fly like an eagle, fasheezy
[Baby]
They think cause I stay English turn
That stunna don't have a OC to burn
I go each store, and ball lke a dog
Me and my n****z ball like a dog
Car on tha street, all on my lawn
Ice in my teeth, all on my arm
Tats in my face, my back and my arm
[Lil Wayne]
Tats in my face, my back and my arm
[Chorus]
[Outro: Mannie Fresh]
Yo, there it is, ya lil low life
See, I'm a professional - you a rookie
F**k, a game so serious I could sel a hooker some p****
That's some serious s**t
Oh yeah, believe that
Who we rollin wit?
We rollin wit Cash Money
Oh, I forgot about peace - Peace!
I mean..piece of pussy, piece of land, piece of property
Just a mind game
Piece of mind, ya know
Piece of someting, motherf**ker!
Buddha, SC holla!
Peace we out |
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