.44 bulldog, my mother$#&@ing pet

I point it at you and tell that mother$#&@er, fetch


I'm $#&@ing her good, she got her legs on my neck


I get #~!!@, mouth and $$#, call that (*##$ triple threat




When I was in jail she let me call her collect


But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death

Top down, it's upset


Been $#&@ing the world and ^!$$%, and I ain't### yet




You $#&@ with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck


The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet


The guns are drawn and I ain't talking about a sketch

I pay these ^!$$%s with a reality check





Prepare for the worst but still praying for the best

This game is a (*##$, I got my hand up her dress


The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't rest


And AK47 is my $#&@ing address




I'm not a star, somebody lied


I got a chopper in the car

I got a chopper in the car


I got a chopper in the car




Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st


Roll up and @@#! it, and hit them ^!$$%s where it hurts


If I die today, remember me like John Lennon

Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh





Big black ^!$$% and an icy watch

Shoes on the coupe, (*##$, I got a Nike shop


Count the profits, you could bring them in a Nike box


Grinding in my Jordans, kick them off they might be hot, swish




I'm swimming in the yellow (*##$


In the red, 9-11 looking devilish

Red beam make a (*##$ ^!$$% sit down


Thought he were bulletproof 'til he got hit the fifth time




Drop Palmolive in a ^!$$% dope

Make it come back even harder than before

Baby, I'm the only one that paid your car notes


Well connected, got killers off in Chicago




I'm not a star, somebody lied

I got a chopper in the car

I got a chopper in the car


I got a chopper in the car



Yeah, load up the choppers like it's December 31st


Roll up and @@#! it, and hit them ^!$$%s where it hurts

If I die today, remember me like John Lennon

Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh




Talk stupid get your head popped

I got that Esther, (*##$, I'm Red Fox

Big B's, Red Sox


I get money to kill time, dead clocks



You're $#&@ing with a ^!$$% who don't give a $#&@


Empty the clip, then roll the window up

#~!!@ ^!$$%s sweet, you ^!$$%s Cinnabon

I'm in a red (*##$, she say she finnin'###




Two hundred thou' on a chain, I don't need a piece

That banana clip, let Chiquita speak

Dark shades, Eazy E


Five letters, Y-M-C-M-B



(*##$ $$# ^!$$%, #~!!@ $$# ^!$$%

I see you looking with your looking $$# ^!$$%

You don't know the rules, kill them all and keep moving

If I die today, it'd be a holiday



I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car

So don't make it come alive

Rip your $$# apart, then I put myself together

Y-M-C-M-B, Double M, we rich forever



The bigger the bullet, the more that (*##$ going to bang

Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint

Red Lamborghini 'til I gave it to my (*##$

My first home invasion, papa gave me forty bricks



Son of a (*##$, then I made a great escape

Ain't it funny, mama? Only son be baking cakes

Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa Claus

^!$$%s gather around, got gifts for each and all of y'all



Take it home and let it bubble, that's the double up

If you get in trouble that just mean you $#&@ing up

It's a cold world, I need a bird to cuddle up

I call the plays, mother$#&@er huddle up



I'm not a star, somebody lied

I got a chopper in the car, yeah