[Verse 1:]
Ok, you ain't know %#@!
It's weezy f baby like a newborn (*##$

You ain't know %#@!
I put your girl to work now heres a uniform (*##$
Pimpin over here

And I ain't santa clause but
Yeah I make it rain dear
Money out the $$#

Yeah money out the rear.
Weezy at the plate
I could bunt it out of here

Safe as a mother $#&@er
Ain't no safety button on this mother $#&@er
Where the safe mother $#&@er?

That's the case
Doc the judge
Weezy F. the ample fury

Hang 12 witnesses
That's what I call a hung jury
Brung Jerry Bling Bling

I made that but I don't even say that
As much as judges say that
That's way back

Boy you should catch up
It must of been mine, theys
Long hair pretty eyes light skin fine legs,

Phat $$#, skinny stomach, pretty feet, pretty woman
Walking down the street cause I put her out my jeep,
I don't save em, I slave em, they want weezy f,

I bad grade em, I don't degrade em, I serenade em,
100 on the chest
100 on the arm

Rings so thick I can't even make a fist
^!$$% $#&@ how you do it cause I do it like this


Yeah, and I just do my wayne
And every time I do it I do my thang,
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I do it how I do it an I do it everyday
Iwhip it like a slave likea mutha$#&@in slave


I beat that block


[Verse 2:]
Qunta quinte on my %#@! ^!$$%
Like I ate a plate of roots for dinner

But I ate a plate of loot for dinner
I'm in the garden sellin fruit to sinners
Like apples to Shaq

Hey big spender
And do remember
Just like Brenda

2 grand still get ya four and a baby
I'm a kill em when I drop like I'm holdin a baby
Weezy f, the F is for don't Forget the Baby

And (*##$ I've been hot but you don't know me from satan
And if your manning up you better show me your peyton
But you !@#( ain't ballin no sir

Not lathen?
Bricks get shipped
Bricks get cut

Dr. Carter, Nip & Tuck
Yeah but you could call me wayne
But now watch me and my chain Gang!


[Verse 3:]
Yes it's me (*##$es

Duece Bigalow on these he (*##$es
Flu flow
Flyer then bird coupe like a two door

What do you know
I know the streets (*##$
And this is my toilet

And you can eat %#@!
Got them girls in my bathroom with their $$#es out
Cause I'm fly, like flyers they passin out
We mashin out,
We young Mula

I got that 12 Guage
Don't make me 1 2 ya
3 4 5 train (*##$ suwoop
If you ain't on my train (*##$ cho cho
Like you got my dick in your mizouth

And I'm a do me (*##$ with you or without
%#@! always right sometimes
And from the top everybody look 1'9
And I'm 2'much
The numbers don't lie

And if they stop makin cadillacs
I swear I'm gon die
And if the weed man don't have no more Onions I'm a cry
And if yif was a piff then id rather drink wine
%#@!... I'm a take my time

Now am I crazy or just lazy?
Cause I'm tired of ballin darlin
And I roll with my riders like it's harley party
And we roll with them choppers like it's a harley party
We are all dressed in red like it's a scarlet party
I was ballin in New Orleans way before the charolette hornets

I'm an x man (*##$ I ain't talkin marvel comics
Put the dirty dishes in the sank
No pork but I get paid like a piggy bank
I spit like backwash, sasquash
No back talk, I act lost
But I bet that money find me
Your jewelry telling jokes

You got them funny diamonds
I got them sunny diamonds
I got them money problems
That Christopher Wallace
$#&@ (*##$es get money
Young money!