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

Man go to that studio, what Fresh doin'
Tell Fresh let you get on that shit and kill shit
Fresh told me no I go back to B 'til 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 understand me? Birdman Jr. Weezy
Please say to Baby 1 7 Holygrove Street nigga

Money Records
Get and lay down, lie down and die down
nigga thought you knew
Rapper guns

Get me, get me, get me piffy
I'm than my attire
I float like I through the fryer
I uh cocaine is some fire
I uh get to buy out the dryer

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

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

Cool cat, breezin' through my whiskers
Hurry, speed up, hater you just us
I just twists up Jr.
Swoop down on ya bitch like up with cha, yeah

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

My diamonds give you spit nigga bitch yield
And that gets saluted or I'll shoot it, yeah
I kidnap the boss, make the click
Got you out of like Sheffield in left field
me when its gangsta nigga

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

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

{Wayne, what is your mama's number I'm gonna call your mama
And let your mama know goin' on with you
Dude you 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, and all that kinda shit
No, that's it, I don't you no more on my album dude
I got you for a chorus and we over with
Now let's the album}