| (bg) | |
| Niggas be hatin | |
| 'cause bg got it | |
| Every top of the line car they got | |
| Look i ride it | |
| From the hummer to the rover | |
| To the drop jag | |
| B and c lex truck | |
| Nothin' my click ain't had | |
| Everybody head was fucked | |
| When they heard bout the deal | |
| Cash money hotboys climbed for 30-mill | |
| Already was straight now we livin larger | |
| Already was ballin now we ballin harder | |
| ??? bitches can't take me | |
| Cause my wrist stay flossed out | |
| Niggas hate me cause all day i'm flossed out | |
| Ghetto made me | |
| My dog, baby, saved me | |
| Niggas find out they hoe got fucked, ?? | |
| That's how it go | |
| It ain't my fault i got mega cheese | |
| Walk that walk | |
| Talk that talk i'm bg | |
| Paperchaser to the fullest get my grind on | |
| Gotta do it cause i made that song get yo' shine on | |
| (chorus)3x | |
| Me and my click be sizzlin hot steamin | |
| Bouncin' through diamonds high beamin' | |
| (wayne) | |
| Wha | |
| I'ma flosser baby, baller baby | |
| A fifteen year old shot caller baby | |
| And i'm racin through | |
| In the all black chrome | |
| A mercedes coupe | |
| Got yo' wife at my house | |
| And she naked too | |
| And all my niggas all around | |
| Sayin 'shake it boo, go ahead to what you do' | |
| It's weezy dog and off the heezy dog | |
| And i'm surrounded by the ice | |
| It got me freezin' dog | |
| And it's plain and simple | |
| Won't change 'cause it's natural | |
| Lil' wayne a pimp y'all | |
| Got the game from beatris | |
| I'm tryin to see six numbers | |
| Pull up at the grammy awards in six hummers | |
| Leave the grammy awards with six womens | |
| And make a stop at the gas station for six rubbers | |
| Put it together | |
| This is the life when you get full of the cheddar | |
| Don't try to end it or you would'nt get better, what | |
| (chorus)4x | |
| (wayne) | |
| La, la, la, la | |
| Here i come star rapper | |
| I get the fast money | |
| Short, cute hot boy that rapper cash money | |
| Standin out the roof of my car | |
| And flash hundreds | |
| Take your girl to the mall | |
| Spend a g like that's nothin | |
| She lay on the floor | |
| Open up the spot | |
| Take off her draws | |
| Let me see the cunt | |
| Don't stop lil' weezy | |
| We's ain't nothin nice | |
| But gats in my jesus christ | |
| Nothin but ice | |
| When they see me at night | |
| Behind ?? i stay high | |
| Snatch yo' wife | |
| Run up in her with the k-y | |
| But it's on man | |
| Ever since i was born wayne | |
| Nigga get out of line | |
| I get dirty like john wayne | |
| I'm bout stuntin', flossin' | |
| Whatever come wit it | |
| And i don't shoot guns | |
| Unless they have a drum wit it | |
| At first they wasn't wit it | |
| Thought that i was jokin | |
| Now i got 'em all payin attention like they owe it | |
| (chorus) |
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