[Lil Wayne] Hat to the front Lookin' like I'm lightin' up a bat for a blunt I'm stickin' to the script, tryna kick it like a punt My life is like a movie and I do my own stunts I'm the Birdman Jr., call me young Baby Coulda been a killer but Cash Money saved me Remember I was little but the cash money made me Big dog bitch, no tramp, no lady Young ass nigga had a thing for old ladies But as I got older I began to like 'em younger To heavens where I brung her, My wing she was under She said "Daddy they, daddy they, daddy they, daddy they Daddy they can't do it like you can" I get chips like Vegas and I am not a blue man Too much ice on my wrist and now I got a blue hand And if I sing Prostitute she gon' need some new pants And if I sing Pussy Monster she gon' need a new man Hello world, I would you all to meet me, her new man I vow to stay on top of my Somers like Suzanne And I hustle everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday Everyday I'm hustlin', fillin' up my cup again With that purple stuff again, I can't get enough of it Pay me in the direction of a swisher and I'm stuffin' it With that purple stuff again, I'm on some same color shit After you do Wayne, it's time to do Wayne's brothers bitch I get money like a fuckin' Wayans brother bitch I get good with Gorillas and stay away from the rattlesnakes And the jakes, and the fake, and the hate Interstate 10, no cops in sight And I'm coming back with a whole flock tonight Lord, don't let me get stopped tonight Or I'mma have to shoot it out with the cops tonight I swear, and tell the jack boys not tonight Cause I ain't 'N Sync but I will Pop tonight Yeah, that's right, if you ain't got that price Then go that-a-way, not a way we can even negotiate Big money heavyweight, on my way to Heaven's Gate So if that be them open gates, flow so appropriate Don't associate me with the bullshit One wish, I wish a motherfucker would trip Like a engine, I come from under the hood bitch But now a nigga gettin' paper like a booklet They ain't help me with it, but I took it And now they never get it, never get it, never get it, never get it Never get it back, yeah that's my word "Bling-Bling" in the dictionary, yeah that's my word And for me Ja Rule made it just like Irv Sometimes I still go through the hood just to kiss my curb Cause I love that block nigga, Eagle and Apple Old G's, young G's, leaders and barrels But God found me like a needle in a barrel And I'm so ready for war cause I'm a Jesus for the battle Money on my mind, that's all I think of Married to the game, never taking my ring off M.O.B., yeah that's my theme song Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells like ding-dong Haha, yeah I got my wings on Flyer than the rest, I don't rest I keep going I just I-G-nore 'em Like anyway, anyway, anyway, anyway Anyway it goes, I'mma get gold And I could see the top the way I'm climbing this pole A nigga with the flu ain't rhyming this cold And nigga I'm hotter than a "fire in the hole" Steppin' out my shower like a lion in a robe Eyin' these hoes, iron in my hol-ster Surp, purp, sure Let's elevate and get away, accelerate and never hate Dedicate this, to the blue eyes and blonde hair I'm on top of my green like a lawn chair Don't worry, I'm straight like arm hair Don't worry, I'm straight like combed hair This world fucked my Pops and I was born here From the cell to a jet, call it Con-Air I told my niggas that we would see Better days yesterday, and today is a better day Celebrate