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Alright nigga gone man
Fuck that man, fuck that Fabe
Go through all this Pro Tools
beat you pick, I'm slaughterin' this nigga's shit
'Cause B done already me and told me

Man go to that studio, fuck what doin'
Tell Fresh let you get on that shit and that shit
Fresh told me no I can't go back to B B knows
So Fabe a song and I'm going off
do it

Oh yeah, oh yeah, the doors to the booth man
Don't let Mannie in man, 'bout to kill this nigga's
Ya me? Birdman Jr. Weezy F-Baby
say to Baby 1 7 Holygrove Gangus Street nigga

Cash Money
Get and lay down, lie down and die down
Bitch thought you knew
with guns

Get me, get me, get me that
I'm higher than my
I float I spit through the fryer
I uh sniffin' cocaine is fire
I uh get to buy out the dryer

Ridah in the five buggy tires
Tryin' to find a try to light
call me Weezy F-Baby
Women wanna all on my pacifier
And if she tell ya she didn't, homie that's a

You see me by ya more like flashin'
Lights, camera but I'm like action
So get your into it, stop actin'
we bring pistons to the balls

Cool cat, wind breezin' my whiskers
Hurry, up, hater you just missed us
I just twists up Jr.
Swoop down on ya bitch what's up with cha, yeah

Walk through that's
We on that Shrek, I met her neck like chill
When we in my SL
She give me tongue, less grill

My yellow give you spit nigga bitch yield
And that tooley gets saluted or I'll it, yeah
I the boss, make the click squeal
Got you out of position Sheffield in left field
Call me when its nigga

Yo
Yo, the fuck is goin' on over there?
think I don't know what the fuck goin' on?
I got ears all over I know you on my album cursin'
Talkin 'bout cuttin' and killin' motherfuckers
And murkin' motherfuckers, I don't want dude

{Right now, I'm out with full bar bitches
I got a bitch, a Chinese bitch
A Vietnamese, what are you baby, whatever the she is
And this other bitch and we doin' like this, this some thing
And whatever 'n' y'all over there bout killing motherfuckers}

{Wayne, what is mama's number dude? I'm gonna call your mama
And let your mama know whats goin' on you
you never used to curse brah
Now you just all fucked up this shit
I'm pissed off dude, I'm pissed off wit you, brah}

{I told you my album is loving
Huggin', holding hands, fuckin' and all kinda shit
No, that's it, I don't want you no on my album dude
I just got you for a chorus and we with
Now let's the album}