what'chu think You some shit eat a dick When I'm flipping and gripping on you riders??? ??? South side to the fullest got my bullets on that Checking next time
landed on Carpenter Jed He just pounds nails in your forehead The pig got lucky that time But let's take a look who's next down the line Oh, the 43rd
Everybody around me always think they know what's going on inside my mind, they think I'm Mr. Nice Guy all the time. How they say on Diary? You think
mean, split like a V-neck nigga that's Disrespectful, never test the next bro When we up in the air like Craig Smith, tech, and nesto. Standin next to
Blowin' on a blunt Beat hittin like prrumpa-pomp-pomp I don't crack I crease sound like a big bitch In the back like a big bitch Tryin' get up out a
snooze, you lose don't pay dues for tha Tre-pound Take tha time to kick wit' yo home girls and feel yo nugz Keep on hatin' on tha l, big family We gon
, been on some pimp shit Approach every woman like a, potential mistress Shine bright, make sure that X stay tight 'Cause tonight I might meet my next ex-wife Mr. Big
, see that I'm dead tired 6 in the morning, money still on my mind So if you want it, I'm the one to supply Be there in no time, no time, no time I'm
by the nuts As the one time struts Gets my bail on cause I ain't tryin' to get caught around here Be another nigger locked up for the next 10 years No
in thirteens, know what I mean I fuck around and hit you with the Hennessey dick Mess around and go blind, don't get to see shit The next batter, here
to the curb These ho's we don't need em, we let the welfare feed em Hustlas pimp hoes for pussy let them fake bustas eat em Mr. kane, mr. magic, dog
i imagined nick valensi wrapped his long, long arms around me and they went around my body almost seven times he said "baby i've been thinking and i think
slow And when I pass They say, "What up, killer man?" Stop bringing up my past! And next time you mention Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z Don't forget Weezy baby! (Hey Mr
I wanna like, taste you) Getcha getcha lips wet 'cuz it's time to have pep On your mark, get set, go, let me go, let me shoop To the next man in the
snuck in past my curfew trying hang with the big boys There were hands swingin', people singin' and others on the wall Disco lights blinkin' and people big
and a microphone" on deck So who's next? Rugged Ras Flossin' ice, and drop that soul on dat ass The IBF got my rhymes ranked 'cause they hittin' Plus I'm all around
They say "Whaddup killa man?" Stop bringing up my past And next time you mention Pac, Biggie, or Jay-Z Don't forget Weezy Baby! [Chorus - Lil Wayne] (Hey Mr
, boy Fuckin' around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig split Simply means I'm bringin' the funk with the hollow tips Playa shit is how I'm kickin' it Comin' around