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what?, Look I ain't have nothin' to do with killin'
(Baby)
Slow down, I'm talking bout some get money shit an how its gonna go down
(Lil Wayne)
Well
Birdman I shine
22's on it?
The bitch ain't mine
I taught her the game ma
I gave it all to her
Weezy Wee my son I give it all to him
[Lil Wayne
like me)
Big Tymer representin', nigga - the U.P.T.

[Hook (Baby + Lil' Wayne)]
[Baby] I'ma a hard stun'n nigga like Evil Knievel
[Wayne] Jumpin'
interior on a set of 22's

[Lil Wayne]
I'ma jalapeno boy hot as Cayenne pepper
I'm from New Orleans City but ill take her to whatever
I'm tougher that
he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die

[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma strap up
strugglin'
All the beautiful women getting' money
Washin' them dollar bills like laundry

[Chorus: Akon (x2)]
Cos' I'ma tell you like Wu told me
Cash
I could do
I'ma cook your hood like I cook up pill-goods, fool

(chorus [Lil' Wayne])
You lil boyz better ta slow down
Up in tha mornin', in tha
[Lil Wayne]
What what what 
I'ma flosser baby 
Baller baby 
A fifteen year old shot caller baby 
I'm raised in the hood 
In a all black call 
Down
x 2 
(Lil Wayne) 
I have you burning up 'cause I be (Hot Hot) 
Like a firecracker 
I'm (Tss Tss) Pow 
See these niggas can't take me 
'cause
that it game now look we H-O-T
We ride in wars if we beef then we playin for keeps

(Lil Wayne)
What you ain't found out bout us 
Cash Money
[Lil Wayne]
They call me gangsta gangsta
Weezy, Weezy
Lil Birdman junior
Holla at ya nigga
I fuck around and throw a bottle at you nigga
I'ma big
that it game now look we H-O-T
We ride in wars if we beef then we playin for keeps

(Lil Wayne)
What you ain't found out bout us 
Cash Money
drop it like its hot, drop drop it like its hot
Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot

[Lil wayne]
You know me girl
I'm a cash money
[Lil' Wayne]
What what what
What what what
What what what
Listen, listen
When, I come through, bustin'
Everybody on, the block be, run-nin'
nobody could ever bury me
That's why you see me on stage rocking with young money
I told my team I got us man it's all on me
Like volume 2 BG I got my
(Lil Wayne)
Listen...I'ma hundred percent hussla from my face to my feet
My lifetime cases the street, my dime places the street
Until I wake
enough, so I'ma keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
[Lil Wayne]
Fuck with me, you know what it is

[Chorus: x2]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this
a lil dro

[Lil Wayne]
I pull up slow, chrome flashing
Lil daddy in a long Cabbi
Big hat pimp strong daddy
Got my hoes on my arm daddy
Ain't that
City!

[Chorus]
This fire is outta control 
Where gonna burn this city burn this city (burn this city) [x4]

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, stop
said, we surrounded by ice

[Chorus: x2]

[Lil Wayne]
Whoa whoa whoa
Now I'm shining baby glossing
Big tymin stuntin and flossing
Lamborghini
(M-Money in the way)
And I can't see cause its money in the way (I can't see)
Repeat


[Verse 2] (Lil? Wayne)
I?m getting payed that?s all I have to say
done enough, so I'ma keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish

[Chorus]
 
I'm going back in
Okay, I lost my mind, it's somewhere out
segregation
F*** that s***, my money up, you n****s just Honey Nut
Young Money running s*** and you n****s just runner-ups
I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma
segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Honey Nut
Young Money running shit and you niggas just runner-ups
I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma