Lyrics:
Gotta chase that money
Gotta chase that green
We are coming for the crowns
We are kings and queens
And we gon' be rich forever (Yah)
We gon' be rich
' baby, oh-ohh, lil' baby
I call her my lil' baby
She act like a lil' baby
She spoiled like it was the worst
She trip I buy her the suitcases
We make
[Lil Wayne talking]
Fuck with me, you know what it is
[Hook 2x]
I shoot your arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burner bruisa is on my hip this
she give me the, I ain't tellin' it
When I first met Lil Baby he was trappin' it (trap)
Bust down wrist came from Elliot (Elliot)
I crashed in
wet, I been runnin' y'all
I reload, every hundred yards, I'm comin' forward
Better know me, Lil Wayne, just call me Lord
Hard, take pain like
respect that
So me I'm where that Reuger, that Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me I'm on now, I thought we was rich then
Shit man, but you had like,
up in the clouds
Oh, don't gotta ask me if I burn enough cause' we don't run out
Blow it by the "o", even my fans smoke it
Cause' they throw it at my
glowin', if you know, you know it
Can't compete with them lil' boys
Rich for real, I just don't show it
'Round the way, they know it's me whenever they
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
So me I'm where that Reuger, that Pump and that Tech at
Some look at me I'm on now, I thought we was rich then
Shit man, but you had like, twenty
don't even smoke) we don't roll skinnys
We don't roll skinnys (Hood rich bitch)
Money make her pussy wet
She say that shit I smoke
Is off the fighter jet
roll the dice
Fuck what they see
Call me crazy
When I look in the mirror I see Kanye, Jay-Z
Eminem, Dr Dre, Lil Wayne
Baby, can't wait to say fuck
Sing to that bitch like KISS, uh
Oh, that's your bitch, huh?
R Kelly, I may just piss on her (skrrt)
I'm in a 'Rari
You make me mad-mad, I may
never forget me like Obama
They'll never forget me like old summers
In memory lane, they all drivers
And Lil Wayne an all timer
And I'd rather you
Hey baby won't you take my hand
And make me a happy man
I ain't rich but I found my fortune in you
Two jobs on the nighttime shift
I'm still left
T.R.U. shit
No bullshit
Street shit
No cheap shit (man, who the fuck is Marquis?)
Hott talk to 'em
Man, fake beef, fake beef, fake smoke, lil
I'm not the same
Come and reign and make me a bigger Lil Wayne (Wayne Wayne)
Don't walk away
Come in my way
I'm your true love babygal I'll never sway
[Lil Wayne:]
I think we got a problem
Yeahh...
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew.
Big business minus the business
Yeah, all these drugs hit right in my system (hey, no way)
Yeah, I just put the matte black by the pistol, yeah (hey)
Me and twin really did it, 'bout
them, them niggas fugazy
Hurt them haters last night, they need pain pills
We was in that bitch all like Lil Wayne grill, uh
He said he loves his hood
bein' hood-rich feels
Was a ghetto boy, now I ball out like Bushwick Bill
Finna take you out like an outro
Bruce Wayne and Alfred, look out, ho
for a mulligan
Streets call but the heat make me feel covenant
Been had cake day, they late like Ed Sullivan
Fly like an eagle but no I'm not Donovan
I be forever thuggin' baby!
The same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby!
Bitch I'm from Dade County.
See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that, true that,
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