Lyrics:
call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but
servin junkies makin money
dumpin toys I aint in tha mood 4 it
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Lil Boosie] We in tha club throwin bows pourin 4's blowin joes
nigga break it off, what
[Puff Daddy]
Un huh, B.I.G. with the Cash Money Millionaires, forever
Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny Fresh
Slim,
[Lil Wayne:]
I think we got a problem
Yeahh...
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Big money in this bitch if you didn't knew.
Big business minus the business
bout my cup like I'm Lil Wayne
Lil Shu had two sticks just like Max Payne
Know where I'm going, I stay in my lane
Here comes the money, McMahon, Shane
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like tilapia
LAT, Young Money mafia
Try but it ain't no stopping us
Why? We back by popular
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
Lil' Wayne)
Guerilla.....what!!!..what!!!....untamed guerilla
(Juvenile)
Everyday I hear somebody bustin' choppers
They be makin' it hot they be
Wayne lil Wayne lil Wayne
I rap like I'm insane cuz I'm a lil flame
Running fast like usain usain usain
I ain't worried bout no thing yeah watch me be
And the name be fire Wayne, ice and change
You can catch me in an aqua range, squatting things
With them twenty-two inch chopper blades
Diamond face, diamond
my nigga, so ain't no playin' me
Yeah, I may be, a lil' small and all that
But I'm 'bout war, totin' a gat, flippin' a car and all that
Now freeze!
money is wrong, I ain't right at all
I young money a car I just write it off
I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm my own click
I would say "fuck ya" but go
(they get fly), I am fly (I am fly) [x3]
Aight, ya niggas know me!
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Now I got money on money, and bitches on bitches
Bring my chopper
drop it like its hot, drop drop it like its hot
Drop it like it's hot, drop drop it like it's hot
[Lil wayne]
You know me girl
I'm a cash money
and you fraudin' too
For talkin' shit I oughta just split
Ya fuckin' dome in two
Actin' hard ain't hard to do
I brought some aluminum for you (foil)
It's
Jeezy]
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really wanna talk money?
Shit real that's all I could tell 'em
Just rap 'em up good
Young Money, salute
So salute, so salute
Ayo, I solemnly swear if it ever go down
You ain't never got to call me 'cause I'ma be there
Let's get
Bruce like Wayne, meets Bruce like Lee
Meets '02 Lil Wayne, in a new white tee
Meets KD, ain't no nigga that can shoot like me! BLAOW
Nigga why you
Now (?) low as they could we get it how we live
Turn the (?) spittin' stainin' witnesses and all
Ain't no escapin' choppers gone set it off
Lil' Wayne
And we not throwing hands, better stop it
You ain't see no white flag when we squash shit
And you know what's gon' happen when Tune put me right
that's sealed
A bag of gelato and a bag of pills
I got two pints in a book bag
I ain't pay for 'em, you know I took that
White boy try and show me he got
swallow
And I be the shit, now you got loose bowels
I don't owe you like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be
need a new nose
I ain't got time for you hoes
Shit I only have two goals
And that is "Get Money, Get Money"
Now I'm ridin' 'round the city with the top
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