feat Lil Wayne & Juelz Santana

Lil Wayne:

Yeah
Mr. Weezy Baby ^!$$%
It Go always strapped when I hit the club ^!$$%z give me daps

(*##$es give me hugs and since im paid ^!$$%z be muggin' me u
know im muggin' back ^!$$%z be muggin' me u know im muggin'
back

(yeah)
Check me out look
26 inches got me sittin crooked.

Old school chevy' faster den a silver bullet.
Strawberry paint seats vanilla puddin 2 (*##$es goin at eachother #~!!@.
Top chopped sent da car to the barbershop.

My driveway looks somethin' like a parkin' lot.
Im so unorthodox
I got the (*##$ ridin my dick wit no shox.

(Bounce (*##$ bounce bounce)
Yeah, Im the hottest %#@! jumping out the coffee pot
man im just tryin' to get my spot like a polka dot.

A lil cush make my eyes and my shoulders drop,
a lil syrup and I can make the soda pop,
keep talkin an I can make my soldiers pop,

got real ^!$$%z ridin' wit me till the motor' stop,
I got these hoes straight livin' out the soap op.
I got it covered like a !@%!e top. (Ok)


(Chorus)
It Go always strapped when I hit the club ^!$$%z give me daps

(*##$es give me hugs and since im paid ^!$$%z be muggin' me u
know im muggin' back ^!$$%z be muggin' me, u know im always
strapped when I hit the club ^!$$%z give me daps (*##$es give me

hugs and since im paid (*##$es be lovin me they know I love em
back (*##$es be lovin me they know I love em back



See they gon respect me, Believe Dat, Verse 2 Get Em!
Lil Weezy

Hollygrove hollapeena
Take a bite give ya $$# a high fever
Them ^!$$%z jokin im laughin like a hyena

Real talk I had a Bird before I had a Beamer
Real talk I had the Beamer before I had the Benz
Swear to god I had the Benz before I had the Bentley

I aint lien I had the Bentley before I got the Rolls Royce
Control it by voice im done with it.
Chauffer in the driver seat doesn't come with it

I gotta pay dude every day dude,
Them ^!$$%z soft them ^!$$%z just beginner food
They aint $#&@in with my interlude.

Haha yeah, I get women in the mood, in the mood to get in the nude
And when we in the nude don't intrude she's falling apart she
wanna get screwed (CMB ^!$$%)

You can have a family feud
U jump in that water u will get brewed. Boy


(Chorus)



Juelz Santana:
Santana, Ya Dig (Ay!)
Let me talk to em. Let me get em.

I make big money
I drive big cars
I smoke big blunts I don't need to hit yalls.

Im higher then the stars
im higher then the sky
im sittin on Mars

im higher then high
im flyer then fly
Chrome hard chain from the wallet to the belt loop rock n roll fly

I dig the ladies the ladies dig I so I dig they back out and make
the chicks cry
(gotta) send em to they ma

(gotta) send em to they pa
(gotta) send em to they guy (what)
There's something on they mind
There's money on my mind like Weezy Baby said I aint talking for
this money im speakin to your head (Bang) ya dead

The two @@#! and pop yeah like boom shockalocka
Me im at the pool smooth colada, im sippin on it
A long straw in my lap got the pistol on it
you see it I aint sittin on it (Nope!)
And my pockets full of cash money

Dipset (*##$ Cash Money $#&@ of the last supper


(Chorus)