Yeah, I ya patience tonight been a moment since I've done some public speaking I find now-a-days just best to keep quiet But uh, sometimes you gotta let it out Young Angel and Young You what it is, uh
Look, I'm the property of I ain't drive I got chauferred Bring me flutes, and some shots over I think better I'm not sober I smoke good no glaucoma I'm a stockholder, flights back home no stop over Still spittin' that shit that they shot 'Pac The my mother look shocked over Yeah, but with a I'm a group 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 me all hard And lyin' to they girls and drivin' the same Sittin' there wishin' their problems became we have nothin' in common Since I done became I done became big swervin' right in to my peer's Same that used to holla my engineer's name One touch I make the drapes and the sheers change An show me the city that I'll fear claim What I set to never extinguish Coolest kid out baby word to Inglish Count my own money see the cut fingers My song is ya wakin' up ringer Heh, or alarm, or She be at six in the morn' if I let her But I never get attracted to 'Cause a eager could be the collapse of a dam I always knew that I figga How to get label heads to offer 'em good figures And me doin' the shows gettin' nervous 'cause Them hipsters gon' to get alone with them hood niggas It's all good I'm goin off like lights when the over Make pasta a movie call hoes over Rest in to Heath Ledger but I'm no "joker" I'll roast ya, got no holster Wet on ya table nigga no coaster bread everyday boy no toaster G and Tez got a sig' but I'm no They just chips to me nigga no poker I'm it, Young Money, Cash Money soldier My cup over, The same niggas I ball with, I with On Southern drawl shit Rookie of the year, '06 Paul shit D.R., C.J, an Po I see These cases don't I hope we can agree on Makin' enough to pay any Judy off First I'm a do is free Weezy, go
Wayne:] And I take 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 meantime you can call me Roy Jones Junior the drugs and gun charge Shit, don't me unguarded And I'm a head word to Vince Lombardi Word to Marky Mark leave a departed All that blood the Red Sea parted My gun go crazy like it's Red light on it it's recordin' I recordin' I'm jus C4'in My currency We are in a league aren't Better dig in ya pocket an pay Better cover ya eyes ya face the game from the side I'm play callin' No I didn't say I'm flawless But I, damn sure don't My got comments for ya garments I'm so high I can vomit on a K Y no I'm on it Weezy F. new born bitch You know what they say 'bout when ya itch I'm gon' get money I'm gon' get Money in ya tummy and we gon' shit An get that toilet quick like when bones spit That's right bitch I'm back on my grown automatic k no ice just chrome shit And ya' boyfriend than a foam pit I scream "fuck the world" wit' a dick Motherfucker I'm me, yeah I'm me You sweet like the pussy in which I eat burn down ya' entire street So fly I'm a take off I leap, bye And you can suck my Stand on my money headbutt Yao Putcha hand in the oven if ya' my things I'm shufflin' the cards 'bout to cut my But I the dealer full of bitches like Tila Tequila Yeah, I'm the man in the My swagger jus mothafucker do you hear her Drizzy Drake the lick read? We make magic boy Roy and Whoo! Moula baby, yeah