[Intro - Lil Wayne] Yessir Uh oh Uh ohhhhhhhh Haha [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Sick with it, six digits, big engines Get lots of head like 6 midgets It's just the code I live by Represent the road I grew up by And I see the game like an umpire Motherfuck one time, and everything combine I am the boss I have a nigga tell ya bout the gun line I'm in the hog sometimes, I'm in the Porsche red line Drive that motherfucker like I'm tryna beat the deadline Holla at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy bitch! I'm fly and ya boy friends a ostrich How much you cost bitch? See I will buy you then and then sell you back like an auction Okay? I am affiliated with DJ Drama and this Just Blaze track has just met Jeffery Dahmer I am a Bengal on the beat like Carson Palmer And them niggas couldn't see me with panorama haa Niggas soft as a can of flowers And soft as a can of tuna Your fucking with a piranha The ballin' is no illusion Paper tall as a tower I'm paid ho I could change ya life all in an hour I promise I see the city skyline from my shower I'm feeling like a gun with a bag of gun powder Pow Pow I'm higher than Mister Charles Fresh from the bottom of the ant pile Weezy Uh.. Uh huh Ya [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] My grill is gangsta, my aim is money The championship is beautiful but the game is ugly They say "Feed the hungry" but these bitches is greedy But I am awfully gifted I am simply strategic It's, come to my room I make her feel like it's Egypt And she leave out that room feeling like a paraplegic ha My fuck game is my capital feature I stuff her ass up like a pair of new sneakers Back to the subject at hand Baby, I'm a wealthy ass young black man Flow more rare than finding black sand And I just want some brain like a fucking cat scan I just want some paper like a fucking trash can Life is a maze, so hows it hanging pac man I seem to amaze, as well as advance I'm so far ahead I gotta save the last dance [Verse 3 - Lil Wayne] Get it strait like pans as I enhance M.O.B I'm all about my chips like Lance hehe I be with animals, with animal tactics I swear I'm backed up like New York traffic ha You dumb fucks, you're nothin' but lunch ducks Big nuts here swinging like nunchucks Hollygrove I'm claiming it like insurance I been on the grind nigga you are just a tourist Flowers for the dead, say hello to the florist Fuck with me wrong, bet I rush ya like Borris Now they tryna kick it but I ain't Chuck Norris I kick it with lil flu and he rollin' up a forest Can't be compared no, I'm not a thesaurus Can't be banned I'm sorry Miss. Delores Fuck Wendy Williams the bitch look like a dude Her body look chewed and her hair looks glued But let me get back to my food Eat the track up and leave the mic barbecued Why in 30 lives would you ever warrant I I'm just getting high, thinking bout Tha Carter V My homie's straight, my mama good, and my daughter's fine And everyday I pray and thank the great Lord of mine Weezy Baby you're looking at greatness Gangsta Grillz no braces bitch Bitch