[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
Lexus, Benz, Impala`s wit` the top down drivin` careless
Swervin` through from left to right, and I`m dressed so super tight
Baby girl shake it like Beyonce
I done forgot about fiance, blowin` smoke up in the air
Table dances by my chair
Get something now
[Lil Wayne]
I`m hot from New Orleans
Weezy F Baby
Way above ballin`
Stay above yall and
I got da A and da K if y`all want it
I`m making way for my homies
better not sleep, stay awake for the moment
It`s young Carter come and get it in order oooh...hotter
You six feet in the six
Im snuffed in the Bentley
Oooh..shorty stop playin` wit` me
I`m da heart of the SQ mobbers
Mobbin` wit my black Madonna
Get my back momma
Got that Mac persona
I`m a P.I.M.P, I`m the uncrowned K.I.N.G
I`m from uptown never tempt me
cuz its like nevada
Ill leave my desert empty uhh
Bezzle yellow SP Yeah..
Ain`t a fella hotter than me, ain`t another better than me ooh.
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
Hole in the door fo` show ya boy rollin`
I`m cold wit` da` flow no boast but y`all boring
holding my coast by myself never folding
Throwing the SQAD 7 up lettin` em know it
wizzle F toting floating
Notice the stroke in my motion, strollin`
Toke and a poke and a smoke got me loaded
Put a purple ocean in my soda make potion
Pull a rover over by some hoes make noise
Roll ya body like a snake slow for all my boya`z
wizzle hotter than ya hottest gat but so poised
Bodies flying in the air while I whip the Harley
I`m hardly seeing you playa you can`t see me
I`m a gangsta I supposed to be on TV, really
And the rolls gold bezzle show clearly
fee where you at you gotta feel me Daddy
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
See I look to my side and Lil Gudda say peel ya
Weezy F get familiar y`all boy`s startin na get pecuiliar
I`ma`s kii..kii ..kill ya
I`ma Kit Kat dealer
I`ma Maybach wheeler
I`ma get them millions
Like a slick big William hater
Big willy like I fuck`s wit Jada
I ain`t got nothin` but yaya man
Nothin` but flavors man
Nothin` but wages man
Nothin` but paper
I`ma fuck it and take it and show all of my homies
Drop 20`s on the `Rari
Scratch off at parties
I`ma make your hoe grab all her shorties up in the Escalade Suburban
Snatch off that lingerie
I`ma make y`all boys back off the army
Put that hammer to your dome
Now come off that arm piece
And I like that chain
I`m feeling that heck
My papi`s Ozzy Ozbourne
And I`m feeling like Jack
Gimme dat!
[Chorus]
That`s wassup
Man, it`s weezy F man
AND The F is for fly (flllyyy)
Birdman junior...
