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[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
I got a whole lot of money
Pop that pussy for me
My homie got that yopper
Heâll bang it at a copper
Gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party!
Stove on my waist
Cook your ass up gourmet
All-black .44 â do you want foreplay?
Iâm going at your face like Oil of Olay
No champagne, but you know my flag rose
Swagger on steroids: Canseco, Jose
No Limit Records: We so âbout it âbout it
Iâm higher than a b*tch
Feel like I climbed a f*cking mountain
Illest n*gga you know, my accountant's still counting
Shots hit him a minute ago
But his bodyâs still bouncing
Beam on the hammer, beam on your forehead
Gotta kill the witnesses cause Birdman car red
Hollygrove Monster, Eagle Street preacher
Come to your funeral, kill everybody but the preacher!
I live in Miami, n*gga
Iâll South Beach ya
Robin Leach, uh â thatâs how we ballinâ
You know that Iâm loaded but please donât take a sweeter
Beat one of you b*tch n*ggas up like John Cena
Them hoes on your money
Tell them hoes we coming
Before we get it popping
We ainât saving hoes, we swapping
Gangsta party, gangsta party, gangsta party!
Big head Desert Eagle, call it âshottyâ
Howâd you get that money?
Stunna taught me that
The zan took me under
Patron brought me back
Iâm leaning on you muthaf*ckers
Like I caught a flat
And that Glock snap back like a old Starter hat
What the lick read? Iâm in the big league
Iâm a breath of fresh air
Let the b*tch breathe!
Iâm trying to chillax
But I had to do it, Dev
Iâm at the funeral like
âI had to do it, rev!â
Mack you my big brother
I split a wig for you
Put that on repeat
Until they bury me
Moment of clarity: yeah
Thatâs my diamond game
I keep a fine b*tch
Cause I like the finer things
F*ck with me slime
No brain on the whip
Iâve got nothing in mind
Carter 4, they ainât f*cking with mine
I drop that Sorry 4 The Wait
To make up for the time
[Verse 2 - Lil B]
Yeah I do my thang, b*tch wassup?
Young BasedGod, came in with the ballers
Iced out chain, b*tch
Iâm rich off that same shit
See 5 hoes on my dick, b*tch, itâs Christmas
Straight Westside, Bay Area
B*tch, Iâll graze em
Gritty boy shit, BasedGod from the angles
On like a cradle and you n*ggas canât stop me
Shouts out to Mack Maine getting rich and cocky.
B*tches still Westside
Shouts out to Weezy
Young BasedGod with that .55 heater
187 b*tch, I put it to 11 b*tch
With that tiny shirt mane
And the tiny pants mane
Iâm on that BasedWorld and I f*ck with cash Money my n*ggas.
Donât understand man
The game like a chain
Woo woo! Swag, b*tch, Brang-dang-dang man
Off the top, Iâm a Wolfpack hitter
My life just a painting
And I paint you a picture, mane
Thing about it: a young paid-ass n*gga
This that stunt music: b*tch, I just doâs it
Itâs Lil B and Iâll muthaf*ckin prove it
We runninâ
- Album:
- No Ceilings 2
- Rebirth 2
- Grateful (Single)
- Sorry 4 The Wait 2 (Mixtape)
- Free Weezy Album
- Tha Carter V Believe Me
- Krazy (Single)
- Believe Me (Single)
- Tha Carter V
- Love Me (Single)
- I Am Not A Human Being II
- Dedication 5 (Mixtape)
- Astronaut
- My Homies Still (Single)
- Dedication 4
- No Worries (Single)
- Non-Album Releases
- Tha Carter IV
- How To Love (Single)
- Been Here (Mixtape)