作曲 : Carter, Thomas Alright that nigga gone man Fuck that nigga man, fuck that FabeGo through all this nigga's Pro ToolsFirst beat you pick, I'm slaughterin' this nigga's shit' Cause B done already called me and told me Man go to that studio, fuck what Fresh doin' Tell Fresh let you get on that shit and kill that shit Fresh told me no I can't go back to B 'til B knows So Fabe pick a song and I'm going off Let's do it Oh yeah, oh yeah, lock the doors to the booth man Don't let Mannie in man, 'bout to kill this nigga's album Ya understand me? Birdman Jr. Weezy F-Baby Please say to Baby 1 7 Holygrove Gangus Street nigga Cash Money RecordsGet down and lay down, lie down and die down Bitch nigga thought you knew Rapper with guns Get me, get me, get me that piffy I'm higher than my attire I float like I spit through the fryer I uh sniffin' cocaine is some fire I uh get to buy money out the dryer Ridah in the five buggy slim tires Tryin' to find a try to light JeremaihThey call me Weezy F-Baby Women wanna suck all on my pacifier And if she tell ya she didn't, homie that's a liar You see me passin' by ya more like flashin' Lights, camera but I'm more like action So get your back into it, stop actin'' Cause we bring pistons to the balls Cool cat, wind breezin' through my whiskers Hurry, speed up, hater you just missed us I just twists up Birdman Jr. Swoop down on ya bitch like what's up with cha, yeah Walk through that's real We on that Shrek, I met her neck like let's chill When we ridin' in my SLShe give me more tongue, less grill My yellow diamonds give you spit nigga bitch yield And that tooley gets saluted or I'll shoot it, yeah I kidnap the boss, make the click squeal Got you out of position like Sheffield in left field Call me when its gangsta nigga YoYo, what the fuck is goin' on over there? Ya'll think I don't know what the fuck goin' on? I got ears all over dude I know you on my album cursin' Talkin 'bout cuttin' bitches and killin' motherfuckers And murkin' motherfuckers, I don't want that dude{ Right now, I'm out here with full bar bitches I got a Spanish bitch, a Chinese bitch A Vietnamese, what are you baby, whatever the fuck she is And this other bitch and we doin' like this, this five some thing And whatever 'n' y'all over there talking bout killing motherfuckers}{ Wayne, what is your mama's number dude? I'm gonna call your mama And let your mama know whats goin' on with you Dude you never used to curse brah Now you just all fucked up with this shit I'm pissed off dude, I'm really pissed off wit you, brah}{ I told you my album is about loving Huggin', holding hands, fuckin' and all that kinda shit No, that's it, I don't want you no more on my album dude I just got you for a chorus and we over with Now let's finish the album}