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

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

1:]
Im than the solar system marley twist 'em
Im like Macaulay Culkin I was rich when I was
On Im ballin' you niggaz haterholics
Im jus' the recipe so you can the garlic
Im like a set of keys Im 'bout to get it
I smoke 'dem Beverly Hills from
bitches after me so I put that paddle on 'em
She rode my dick and said she shoulda put a on 'em
I watch out for 'dem snakes 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 European
Yeah Im heavy so you should reconsider
I hit you one time up yo equilibrium
I got rhythm yeah I got soul
I all around the world like a postcard
My flow cold around and get a cold sore
I got this bitch on like a closed door
Weezie's real 'dem niggaz folklore
Im connected I got more hoods than a coat
Im successful I got more than you can hope for
And I got thru water like a boat ore
Young Carter the
Baby boy risin' like hot water and

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

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

Weezy Fuckin'