| (feat. Lil' Wayne) [Chorus x2: Baby] | |
| Shit, we tryin' to get it all together | |
| And spend a lil chaddar and fly in any weather nigga | |
| And homie you get the money and the power | |
| Then them hoes come and holla and fly in any weather pimpin' [Weezy] | |
| I see you haters, hatin' on the way a nigga think | |
| But I'm laughing, laughing all the way to the bank | |
| And I, I kinda act like my shit don't stink | |
| On a toilet with the burner taped under the sink | |
| Like a Russian | |
| I'll rullet the bullet | |
| Yea straight to ya head give a nigga a mullet | |
| I'm a Cash | |
| Money brother a lover of money | |
| Yea the tommy is showin' but the hunger is growin' | |
| What part cha' don't understand | |
| What you ain't know | |
| I'm like Kobe | |
| You niggaz can't check me go head | |
| Bowens And | |
| I never left the team cause | |
| I'm catchin' every pass | |
| Stunna McNabb yeah he like go head | |
| Owens yea | |
| Bet I'd put a nigga on his ass | |
| Squlou and | |
| Big Whop make show he don't last | |
| And young | |
| Wayne do song about the story | |
| With Birdman singin' on the chorus, nigga [Chorus] [Baby] | |
| Look, a ticket here and a ticket there | |
| And I'm the first out the hood to get rich nigga still here | |
| Its big paper in the prime of my life my nigga | |
| We take it off ya' shoulder broad daylight my nigga | |
| It's Stunna | |
| Island biggest baler in the city | |
| The Range | |
| Rover rally strip on them 26's | |
| Gucci down when the | |
| Birdman in ya' town | |
| We blow out the pound rollin' through | |
| Uptown Canary yellow | |
| Cash Money iced out piece | |
| Like father, like son we beasts on these streets | |
| Well let me bring you back to 1993 | |
| Where I met four lil niggaz in the 3 | |
| We got big, we grinded in them city streets | |
| And three left and they all tryin' na beef me | |
| There's one | |
| Birdman and one | |
| J.R We neighborhood superstars mother **** y'all [Chorus] [Weezy] | |
| Murcing every murderer | |
| In the garden | |
| I'm burstin' hittin' serpents up | |
| And in the | |
| Carter we still workin' with that work for ya' | |
| I'm the God and the turban fits perfect, word | |
| Puffing' on that precious piff purple herb swerve | |
| Dang, -is on the curve | |
| The fed's walkin' so | |
| I'm talking with slurge | |
| And we never sell a bird to a mockingbird | |
| We find out where you stay and we mark your turf | |
| Lace ya' house with a bomb make you walk in first | |
| Oh, and ya' is sharp with hers | |
| She cook a nigga steaks and cool-aid for thirst, yeah | |
| See we murderers but do it like gangsta | |
| We really never show it but everybody know it | |
| And Slim askin' me to focus on the flow | |
| While I'm tryin' to have coke for the low on the low, man [Chorus] |
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