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Chrome on the monster leather
Wit' a top model and a
I'ma Rottweiler yes I'ma 'n' roller
It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby yeah straight up out 'da

Chrome on the monster intestines
a top model and a contestants
I'ma Rottweiler yes rock 'n' roller
It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby straight up out da stroller

1:]
Im higher than the solar marley twist 'em
Im like Culkin I was rich when I was pissin'
On myself Im you niggaz haterholics
Im jus' the recipe so you can the garlic
Im like a set of Im 'bout to get it started
I smoke 'dem Hills from California
bitches after me so I put that paddle on 'em
She rode my dick and she shoulda put a saddle on 'em
I out for 'dem snakes listen for that rattle homie
And I aint got a clique I got a cattle
Wud up five back jus' bein' booL
Im talkin' foreign money like a dude
Yeah Im heavy mane so you reconsider
I hit you one fuck up yo equilibrium
I got rhythm I got soul yall
I all around the world like a postcard
My flow cold fuck around and get a sore
I got this bitch on lock like a closed
Weezie's 'dem otha' niggaz folklore
Im connected I got more hoods than a store
Im successful I got shit than you can hope for
And I got thru 'dat water like a ore
Carter the name
Baby boy risin' like hot water and

Whip it stretch it and it
Reup stretch it and it [x3]

2:]
Reup, we up in the we up in the club
Money runnin' like water get up in the tub
Im up in the club she up in the he up in the club
Now she can't leave so we in the club
Am I or what Playboy Rabbit
And I like big tongues like skateboard
I got more than the Playboy Mansion
I bet I serve 'em up my name Pete Samprace
And a nigga like the late Fred Sandford
And a smoke like there is no cancer
And I this world is so cold and decievin'
But I keep my head up like my is bleedin'
Yeah, and until that chosen
I'ma be screamin Apple and
Yeah rite Apple and Eagle
17 I won't leave you
Nope, and is just the preview
But I'm already workin on the
Fuck wit' me wrong I'll wit' yo home
Like a letter to the wife sayin' ya is gone
Like Muslim Im calm but like Muslim bomb
And beat the track up like a arms
Im funky like
The engineers a thunderstorm
My hunger forms then ring the
The Carter 2 was but the third times a charm

Weezy Fuckin'