[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Young Weezy in this motherfucker handcuff her She ain't nothin' but some stairs, I done ran up her I feel player haters' stares, they ain't sayin' nothin' They ain't makin' 'nough from jacks, they ain't takin' nothin' I be wakin' up the ma, we just straight fuckin' She get a date with the boy, bitch super lucky And the money stills smell like the stuff I've been countin' all day, got a hundred paper cuts Got a, mouth of syrup and a white paper cup Leanin' like a motherfucker, might not even say wassup I'm the personal trainer, take the keys, tape it up Got rocks on my neck, nigga get your nature up Smokin' on that bubble gum got a nigga numb 90 G's each wrist make a bitch cum I respect the Mazerati on my chain man So when I'm movin' I just say I'm switchin' lanes man Made a permanent stain, my name namebrand Bet I schooled your bitch with no game plan I'm a rock star, niggas know the block part Niggas know I got bread, toast and pop-tarts Hard top cars, drop tops as well Hard work, soft work, chop chop and sell Cock block hand held, pop pop oh well Diamonds on my whole chain, flamin' up the whole L [Hook: Biggie Smalls] x3 Diamonds on my neck, dia-diamonds on my neck Diamonds on my neck, dia-diamonds on my neck I'm smokin' pounds of green, smokin' pounds of green Smokin' pounds of green, smokin' pounds of green [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Hot boy baby, hotter than them other boys Standin' by the heater in the summer with the oven on I'm the nigga that your baby mama lovin' on Spend your child support on the dress and it's coming off The youngin is somethin' stunnin' with the tummy off The Testarosa got a ulcer, I'm just stuntin' ya'll Birdman JR, I get that money ya'll Workin' that traffic, call me the cross guard I ball hard like the playoffs bitch Ya'll niggas ain't playin' in the championship, shit Where my streets at, nigga where my G's at? Red rags up, where my where my B's at? [Hook]
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