is like a fuckin' roller coaster then it drops But what should I scream for, this is my theme park My mind shines even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my
Bulgari Hand on my strap, I got my mind on my money Got my mind on my dime You ain't taking nothing from me Hated on these choppers here Hated on these
niggas tryna kick it, but no I don't play socca, I'm all about my cake I'm tryna marry Betty Crocker, a package on the way you know my whip game proper
Then I saw my sista's kissin' white girls, Asians 'Cause it was girls on girls on girls on girls on Hold up, hey, it was jam pack we was straight mind
slip fall on my dick Ooops, I said on my dick I aint really mean to say on my d-ck But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I
' places So stand back and catch my amazing graceness Taste it, savor it, vanilla ice-cream she say "Ohh my favorite" Do you know who you playin' with? Wayne
workin' on nigga? Oh you know, I got Currency's new album And prolly workin' on my album, ya dig Oh I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my next
, heh, already, yeah Listen man, yeah my niqqa We got this shit Ey, ey, i tried told them Yeah, Cash Money Millionaire, ya know I Can't Feel My Face Yeah
forever, forever Uh, ya The Lord is my shepherd, you haters can't harm me, I walk with his blessings, the angels be my army, of course there's a weapon on my
do it Dat right [verse 1:] See she all on my dick cause i make alot of money, But i dunno why cause she gets none, (bring it back)...all on my dick cause i make alot of money
And pop it for the paper [Cassidy] I'ma hustla so I be on the grind (on the grind) I always got the money and the bitches on my mind (on my mind) And
[Chorus - Usher] It was all a dream Yeah, homie I am on my job And you can't take that away from me Yeah I got my team And I got all of my niggas
s word to my flag, and my flag red I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind from the bottom I climb You aint hotter at mine, nope, not on my time
the finger on the trigger Like john wayne, I'm handy with the steel when it's time to kill Man I handle my business strickly on the real Chorus {lil
yea and it go? thats right I?m a millionaire I?m a young money cash money fast money slow money mo? money neva low money what is that, who is that, I
? ha, yea and it go? that's right A millionaire I'm a young money cash money fast money slow money mo' money neva no money what is that, who is
all noe money talks, cuz im speakin to em (Lil Wayne) Uh-Umm But I aint speaking to em I call my guns jumpers cause my bullets just leaping to em all
bleed Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind Cuz I don?t write shit cuz I ain?t got time Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to