Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat; call my shit Patricia Young Money militia and I am the commissioner You no wan´ start Weezy ‘cause the ´F´ is for finisher So misunderstood, but what´s a world without enigma? Two bitches at the same time; synchronized swimmers Got the girl twisted ‘cause she open when you twist her Never met the bitch, but I fuck her like I missed her Life is the bitch, and death is her sister Sleep is the cousin what a fuckin´ family picture You know Father Time, and we all know Mother Nature It´s all in the family, but I am of no relation
No matter who´s buyin´, I´m a celebration Black and white diamonds; fuck segregation Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut Young Money runnin´ shit, and you niggas just runner-ups I don´t feel I done enough, so I´ma keep on doin´ this shit Lil Tunechi or Young Tuna Fish
[Lil Wayne] (I´m goin´ back in…) Okay, I lost my mind, it´s somewhere out there stranded
I think you stand under me if you don´t understand me Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy But hoes gon´ be hoes, so I couldn´t blame Tammy Just talked to Moms, told her she the sweetest I beat the beat up; call it self-defense Swear, man, I be seein´ through these niggas like sequins Niggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end Talkin´ to myself because I am my own consultant Married to the money, fuck the world; that´s adultery You full of shit, you close your mouth and let yo´ ass talk Young Money eatin´, all you haters do is add salt Stop playin´, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt Mind so sharp I fuck around and cut my head off Real nigga all day and tomorrow
But these motherfuckers talkin´ crazy like they jaw broke Glass half empty, half full, I´ll spill ya Try me and run into a wall; outfielder You know I´ma ball ´til they turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ´em while they still ripe Bitch, stop playin´, I do it like a king do If these niggas animals, then I´ma have a mink soon Tell ´em bitches I say put my name on the wall I speak the truth, but I guess that´s a foreign language to y´all And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on But most of y´all don´t get the picture ´less the flash is on Satisfied with nothin´, you don´t know the half of it
Young Money, Cash Money Paper chasin´, tell that paper, "Look, I´m right behind ya" Bitch, real Gs move in silence like lasagna People say I´m borderline crazy, sorta kinda Woman of my dreams, I don´t sleep so I can´t find her You niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate Yeah, with a swag you would kill for Money too strong; pockets on bodybuilder Jumped in a wishin´ well, now wish me well Tell ´em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell
[Cory Gunz] Word to my mama, I´m out of my lima bean Don´t wanna see what that drama mean
Get some Dramamine Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend I played the side for you niggas that´s tryna front, and see Son of Gun, Son of Sam, you nigga´s the son of me Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha Disturb me, and you´ll be all over the flo´ like Luda Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I´m bold like Cuba And I keep a killer ho, she gon´ blow right through ya I be mackin´, ´bout my stackin´, now I pack like a mover Shout to ratchet for backin´ out on behalf of my shooter
Niggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler Wayne, these niggas out they mind I done told these fuck niggas so many times That I keep them bucks steady on my mind Tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love Keep throwin´ my sign in the middle Hit ´em up, piece on my side ‘Cause ain´t no peace on my side, bitch I´m a man, I visit urinals abroad Tune told me to, I´m shootin´ when the funeral outside I´m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX nigga, ya heard? Gunna