hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash motherf**kin' money baby C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck We'll f**k a nigga's shit
Its More Than Your Body Baby Damn Its Your Brain You Make Me Wanna Kiss You Like Baby Kiss Wayne And Make You Call Me Daddy Like Baby Do Wayne Damn That
don't We carry choppers on our necks Call it cut throat We, bury powers on the set that they come from We, no magic turn We, smoke the gun smoke We, bomb
a nigga money? I'm a hustla and don't need nann one of ya'll ya see I'm so paid [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Oh-oh, Big money Weezy White wife beater with the
(feat. DJ Khaled, T.I, Rick Ross, Fat Joe, Baby & Lil Wayne) DJ Khaled! Konvict Music We the best! We takin' over! Listen! I started in Atlanta then
don't need them! One of them ya'll see! I'm so paid [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Oh-oh, Big money Weezy White wife beater with the sig underneath it How do I
morning 150 pussy niggas can't count me out, don't make me hurt ya feelings, ah V12 ?, jet blue, forget it Rolex embedded with princess and baguettes
G.] We don't even want you comin' 'round no more [Baby] Bitch-ass nigga, catch your cut We got this shit, wodie [B.G.] Gotta hustle [Baby + (B.G.)]
Ain't got on no suits 'cause we ain't tryin' to be presidents (Hook - 2x [Lil' Wayne + Baby]) [Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke [Baby] than a nigga
s, and Regals still Wodie, shit don't stop - we gon' keep it real [Mannie Fresh] That remote - hand it here Trucks with chandeliers He don't have America
with your head in the chair, with my hands in your hair We could go there if what i'm sayin sounds fair Don't trip I kiss every lip don't flip Flip up
with your head in the chair, with my hands in your hair We could go there if what I'm sayin sounds fair Don't trip I kiss every lip don't flip Flip up
Run that shit blow for blow, hoes be bout catchin' that nut Nigga don't think cause we young, we ain't ridin' or dyin' too Down with black connection to the finish, we
My heart filled with anger cause nigga I don't give a fuck Stack my chesse up Cause one day I'm a give this street life up Beef I don't discuss A nigga
Money millionaires plus Don't touch broad if you can't pluck the broad Twenty inches with t.v.'s is a must By the year two thousand Lil' Wayne gone tear
- we ain't gotta slang that iron [Lil' Wayne] Play the block all day without runnin' and duckin' And everybody drugs raw - they don't cut it with nothin
the dirt, Ride with Juvey, Lil' Wayne, and Turk, Puttin' faces on shirts, You know tuh-uh-together, we acts a ass, Fifty shots, out each clip we blast
that 13th Real, real niggas we be chillen off Valence Street Uptown solja Can't stop that 13th Real, real niggas we be chillen off Valence Street [Fourth Verse-Lil' Wayne] We