[BG]
^!$$%s be hatin

'Cause BG got it
Every top of the line car they got
Look I ride it

>From the Hummer to the Rover
To the drop jag
B and C lex truck

Nothin' my click ain't had
Everybody head was $#&@ed
When they heard bout the deal

Cash Money hotboys climbed for 30-mill
Already was straight now we livin larger
Already was ballin now we ballin harder

??? (*##$es can't take me
Cause my wrist stay flossed out
^!$$%s hate me cause all day i'm flossed out

Ghetto made me
My dog, Baby, saved me
^!$$%s find out they hoe got $#&@ed, ??

That's how it go
It ain't my fault I got mega cheese
Walk that walk

Talk that talk i'm BG
Paperchaser to the fullest get my grind on
Gotta do it cause I made that song Get Yo' Shine On


[Chorus 3x]
Me and my click be sizzlin hot steamin

Bouncin' through diamonds high beamin'

[Wayne]

Wha
I'ma flosser baby, baller baby
A fifteen year old shot caller baby

And I'm racin through
In the all black chrome
A Mercedes Coupe

Got yo' wife at my house
And she naked too
And all my ^!$$%s all around

Sayin 'Shake it Boo, go ahead to what you do'
It's Weezy dog and off the heezy dog
And I'm surrounded by the ice

It got me freezin' dog
And it's plain and simple
Won't change 'cause it's natural

Lil' Wayne a pimp y'all
Got the game from Beatris
I'm tryin to see six numbers

Pull up at the Grammy awards in six Hummers
Leave the Grammy awards with six womens
And make a stop at the gas station for six rubbers

Put it together
This is the life when you get full of the cheddar
Don't try to end it or you would'nt get better, what


[Chorus 4x]


[Wayne]
La, la, la, la
Here I come star rapper

I get the fast money
Short, cute hot boy that rapper Cash Money
Standin out the roof of my car

And flash hundreds
Take your girl to the mall
Spend a G like that's nothin

She lay on the floor
Open up the spot
Take off her draws

Let me see the cunt
Don't stop Lil' Weezy
We's ain't nothin nice

But gats in my Jesus Christ
Nothin but ice
When they see me at night
Behind ?? I stay high
Snatch yo' wife

Run up in her with the K-Y
But it's on man
Ever since I was born Wayne
^!$$% get out of line
I get dirty like John Wayne

I'm bout stuntin', flossin'
Whatever come wit it
And I don't shoot guns
Unless they have a drum wit it
At first they wasn't wit it

Thought that I was jokin
Now I got 'em all payin attention like they owe it

[Chorus]