I´m about to go, up up and away Dick in your mouth, fuck what you say You sweet as pie, a muffin or cake
Dick in her mouth, I´m fuckin´ her face Live for the night, sleep in the day Get high as fuck, sleep it away I am a dog, you sheep in the gate Pussy, umh? How sweet is the taste Gun to your head, what you keep in the safe? Weezy bitch, I´m deep into space Floating away like a leaf on the lake I´m gone like, delete and erase Talk that shit, I walk that shit Pills, weed, all that shit If the bitch is bad, I´mma call that bitch Get pussy, ass, all that shit Umh, what they talking about? I go hard, they soft as a couch I´m running ´em in and walking ´em out Cars so cold I parked in the house Flows so raw, this beat is pregnant
Flow so tight, it´s yeast infected Kill ´em all when they least expect it Money tall, Lisa Leslie YMCMB connection Rappers is what I eat for breakfast Woman up in my sheets is sexy If she ain´t fucking, she can exit Gun tucked in the waist, I bust in ya face I ain´t got nothing to say, but up up and away
Up up and away, up up and away Man I´m so high, I come down in a couple of days
Weezy (Yeah) Where ya going? (Up) You´re going a little bit too far
Ain´t this a bitch I just saw my bitch kiss a bitch
You´re lucky I don´t kill your ass But you can still get pistol whipped Sharper than a pencil tip Bitch don´t even fix your lip 40 cal´ with the extended clip Ain´t gon´ be no incident Skinny jeans, red Vans Skully on, money long Her mouth is like my house So I guess you can say I´m coming home You´re wyling out then we´re riding out Now your hiding out, honeycomb I´m laughing to the bank Like I just broke my fucking funny bone What´s really good five? I´m over here smoking that really good fire Eyes so low I look blind But the stove on my waist cook fine
I be with niggas that took lives And niggas that´ll take it outside And niggas that´ll take it to your crib Take the baby out the crib and rape housewives I´m gon´ get so wasted They gon´ have to carry me out this bitch I took over this rap shit These rappers are just my hostages Let´s cut to the chase, my bitch no habla ingles But I ain´t got nothing to say, but up up and away
Up up and away, up up and away Man I´m so high, I come down in a couple of days
Weezy (Yeah) Where ya going? You´re going a little bit too far (Up up and away)
Fuck with a nigga, if you fuck with a nigga Fuck with me, good luck to the nigga Straps on deck, so fuck that nigga Leave you looking like lightning struck that nigga Racks on deck, I´m rich as shit I´m calling my bitch the shit Walking around on my fuck it shit I done did everything on my bucket list Fuck that shit, I´m Superbad I don´t give a Hoover damn Man, I son all these niggas They should have a stupid tan Ha, President Carter, vote for Lil Wayne Sit your five dollar ass down ´fore I make change I´m pumping your brakes, I´m jumping the gates And I ain´t got nothing to say, but up up and away
Weezy, where ya going? You´re going a little bit too far (Up up and away)
Up up and away, up up and away Man I´m so high, I come down in a couple of days