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[Lil Wayne]
Rock star lifestyle might not make it,
President got him in the White house naked,
Looked at the clock and it said right now,
Get a pound break it down, blow it like trial,
... The Dutchie, wine in my tall glass,
Young Money baby, big sh-t like a horse ass,
Stacks in my backpack, shades on, hat back,
Bugatti matt black, where they do that at?
South beach Miami hoe, I'm probably with tammy toe,
My life is a video and the women want they cameo,
I just want the panty hoes and I'm higher than Geronimo,
And I got them tools, tell em boys it could get mechanical,
Now pop that p-ssy like a four four,
I turn her round and bend her over like a low blow,
It's young money baby, we the f-cking greatest,
We don put the other n-ggas on a hiatus,

Beat ya b-tch with a pop if she denied data,
Cos I'll serve anyone like a blind waiter,
I'll make my girl c** first then I'll arrive later,
I shake you p-ssy's up, I'm a vibrator, hahe,
Keep getting money like hell yeah,
This sh-ts so good it don't even smell bad,
And you can tell dad, that I'm muthaf-cker,
You n-ggs bet not slip, ice road truckers,
Like Paul Barrow, chopa stupid long,
New Orleans n-gga, I get super Dome,
Loyal to the game, the games been good to me,
Still spitting fire, you n-ggas wood to me,
We on n-gga, let let them hoes know,
Young Money lay em down like old folks,
You coming with it, we coming for it,
Plenty to go around, now watch the money orbit,
Real sh-t people, now just absorb it,
I try to pay attention but ya'll mad boring,
And I got so much swag I need an ad for it,
And I don't like to brag so my b-tches brag for me,

Oh she a good girl, I got her transforming,
She give me hot head, I call it global warming,
If we don't do it dog, lets do it now,
I am more animal then the zoo allowed,
Put me in the wild, I'll be there for a while,
You n-ggas little league, call em curacao.
Energizer money, it keep going,
I'm laid up, I'm free throwing,
Who rebounding, who gives a sh-t,
F-ck dat, I got 27 years of this,
Hit or miss, I hit your misses,
You are local news, I'm 60 minutes,
I hit the target, I hit the witness,
I work out in my office, guess I'm fit for business,
Too many visions, completed missions,
Still ice in our crosses, keep it Christian,
We consistent, the streets commend it,
Weezy F baby, the F is for Forensics,
From start to finish, You saying Wayne,
Ok ya doing your thing,
The things change, you plain Jane,
I'm diverse, I say the World second,
And I get high first,

I'm a mind freak, check my time sheet,
B-tch I bring the noise, where the lions sleep,
Your flow never wet, like grandma on p-ssy,
I'm always good, like grandma cookies,
Yeah call me the screen or the swine fixer,
It's going down like the Catalina wine mixer,
She going down like the hands on my time ticker,
I'm always strapped, Vietnam n-gga,
We are fine n-gga, like Amber Rose,
We ball n-gga, like Jalen Rose,
Better tell them hoes,
I got a million flows,
Label me the hardest n-gga in civilian clothes,
Young Money baby,
And the building grows as we look up,
Where did the ceilings go?
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Songwriters: Ladamon Douglas, Otis Williams, Radric Davis
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