[Lil Wayne] Bitch I’m me, American Gangster Weezy F. Baby, born in a manger Trouble is my friend, I ain’t foreign to danger Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels
Shoot you in your halo, shoot you like Halo New Orleans a-hole; frio, fuego All about my bread like bagels, they know I’m raw like Quaaludes Bal´ like gay hoes Weed so strong it’s like I twist tornadoes Spit like nines, four-fifths, and three-eight-0s Niggas want problems, well I am problematic It’s back to picking cotton, cause you niggas cotton candy I’m a Eastside Damu Deep water Shamu Shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo Kush in the bamboo Pussy in the bedroom Pass that bitch down like an heirloom Tunechi
Hold up, hold up Wait a minute Hold up, hold up Man, we hustle ´til night fall Party ´til sunlight Guns in the boxers Don’t make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas I fuck them niggas bitches Benadryl shit Trigger finger itching And we hustle ´til night fall Party ´til sunlight Guns in the boxers Don’t make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas I fuck them niggas bitches
Benadryl shit Trigger finger itching Hold up, hold up Wait a minute Hold up, hold up
[T-Streets] Maan, bitch I’m Streets, I rep that East Gimme the beef, I’ll put the beef in the grease Kush in the sweets, your bitch in the sheets I fucked that bitch: mission complete Real nigga talk, gangsta conversation I’m a real nigga, don’t fuck with imitations Young Money nigga, ain’t no limitations I don’t play games, niggas simulation Which one of y’all niggas say you bout it It’s a fucked up world T-Streets take you out it
That’s word to the Glock Glock in the sock Loose lips ain’t ships, better stop at the dock Hol´ up
[Lil Wayne] Married to the money, you welcome to the reception And she came with problems; fuck it, that’s my stepsons Sleeping in the Maybach, wake me when the jet come And I keep the toast, turn your ass to bread crumbs Based on a true story I got a million flows, they ain’t even two stories Sleeping on the edge, I hope I don’t toss and turn
Shoot down the early bird, and that’s how I get the worm Yeah, Real Nigga University Alumni Just checked my watch, and that bitch said sometimes She say when I’m in her, it feel like I’m soul-searching And they say money talks, well it’s my spokesperson Grab a star from the sunroof I fuck her in her dreams, and make her come true Yeah, Young Money and the power Send my B´s at you, like a motherfucking flower
Hold up, hold up Wait a minute Hold up, hold up Man, we hustle ´til night fall
Party ´til sunlight Guns in the boxers Don’t make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas I fuck them niggas bitches Benadryl shit Trigger finger itching And we hustle ´til night fall Party ´til sunlight Guns in the boxers Don’t make this a gun fight Fuck them other niggas I fuck them niggas bitches Benadryl shit Trigger finger itching Hold up, hold up Wait a minute Hold up, hold up