Yeah, I ya patience tonight It's a moment since I've done some public speaking I find now-a-days it's best to keep quiet But uh, sometimes you gotta let it out Young and Young Lion You know it is, uh
Look, I'm the property of I ain't drive here I got Bring me flutes, and some shots over I better when I'm not sober I smoke good no glaucoma I'm a stockholder, Private flights back no stop over Still spittin' that shit they shot 'Pac over The shit my mother look over Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a of seven A migraine, two Excedrin I'm the one twice I'm the new eleven And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do it I swear niggas be eyein' me all And lyin' to they girls and drivin' the cars Sittin' there their problems became ours we have nothin' in common Since I done star I became big swervin' right in to my peer's lane Same that used to holla my engineer's name One touch I could make the drapes and the sheers An me the city that I'll without fear claim What I set seems to extinguish kid out baby word to Chuck Inglish Count my own money see the cut fingers My song is ya girlfriend's up ringer Heh, or alarm, or She be here at six in the if I let her But I never get attracted to a eager beaver could be the collapse of a dam I always knew that I figga How to get these label heads to 'em good figures And me doin' the gettin' everyone nervous 'cause Them hipsters gon' have to get alone with them hood It's all good I'm goin off like lights when the over Make rent a movie call hoes over Rest in peace to Heath but I'm no "joker" slow roast ya, got no holster Wet on ya table nigga no coaster Burn bread boy no toaster G and Tez got a but I'm no smoker They just handin' chips to me nigga no I'm with it, Money, Cash Money soldier My cup over, The same I ball with, I fall with On some drawl shit Rookie of the year, '06 Chris shit D.R., C.J, an Po I see cases don't workout I hope we can agree on Makin' enough to pay any Judge off thing I'm a do is free Weezy, go
[Lil' And I probation I want that T.I. and Vick vacation plane, big location I'm goin' to the bank to make a big Yeah, I stunt, I stunt hard And if the food ain't on the I hunt for it But in the you can call me Young Roy Jones Junior fightin' the drugs and gun Shit, leave me unguarded And I'm a head word to Vince Lombardi Word to Marky Mark leave a snitch All that blood like the Red Sea My gun go crazy it's retarded Red light on it like it's I ain't recordin' I'm jus My currency We are in a they aren't Better dig in ya an pay homage Better cover ya eyes ya face Watch the game from the side I'm callin' No I didn't say I'm flawless But I, damn sure tarnish My pistol got for ya garments I'm so I can vomit on a comet K Y no I'm on it Weezy F. new born bitch You know what say 'bout when ya palm itch I'm gon' get money I'm gon' get Money in ya tummy and we gon' shit An get that toilet paper quick like when bones That's right bitch I'm back on my shit That automatic k no ice just chrome And ya' softer than a foam pit I scream "fuck the world" wit' a long Motherfucker I'm me, bitch I'm me You niggas sweet like the pussy in I eat burn down ya' entire street So fly I'm a take off I leap, bye And you can my wings Stand on my headbutt Yao Ming Putcha hand in the oven if ya' my things I'm shufflin' the cards to cut my queens But I the dealer full of bitches like Tila Tequila Yeah, I'm the man in the My swagger jus screamin' do you hear her Drizzy what the lick read? We make boy Roy and Sigfreid Whoo! Young Moula baby,