[Chorus:]
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
That B That Cash Money Piece Cold Restin The Dead
(If Stunna Sayin A n***a Dead Then A n***a Dead...)
(If Stunna Sayin A n***a Dead Then A n***a Dead...)
(If Youngin Said A n***a Dead Then A n***a Dead...)
(If Youngin Said A n***a Dead Then A n***a Dead...) [Lil Wayne:]
Reporting From Kims Corner Store
Holly Grove Seventeen Kinda Far
Ridin Thru The City In A Tonka Toy.
I Got Old Money, 'coulda bought a dinosuar
Huh Only Ride Chevy, Never Drive A Ford
And My Coupe Doors Open Like Plaza Doors
Yep, Red Thick Women (Uh) I's Adore, Im A who*e, U Kno That Im A who*e
Yep, Cash Money, Cash Money Monsta Boys, Mafia b**h, Even the are bought,
When You Say You Want Beef, Then I Got Yah Boy, Ill Juss Let The Big Mac Whoppa Boy
See My Dreads Hanging Like A Like A Rasta Boy, F**k My Rosta An I'll Turn Into Mufasa Boy
We Run Up In Ya Casa Boy, And Blast Off Like Nasa Boy,(Uhh) I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest(Uh)
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
It B That Cash Money Piece Cold Restin The Dead
Cash Money b**h.
Cash-Cash-Cash Money b**h.
Cash Money b**h.
Cash-Cash-Cash Money b**h
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
It B That Cash Money Piece Cold Restin The Dead [Birdman:]
Yeah,
Cash Money Is An Army n***a, Yuh Better Kno Its Gravy
If You Ever F**k With Youngin, If You Ever F**k With Baby
sh** Goin B Crazy, n***a Doin It Like The 80's,
Buncha Young n***as Poppin Off N They Sprayin,
Up In The Early We Thank Yah For The Sunshine
Got To Get My Bling On, Reach For My Chrome 9,
Kiss Momma Cuz We Goin Out N Gettin Mines,
Next n***a In Line 17 On The Grind,
Shoot First n***a Not Seein Mines,
Big Purses Million Dollar Headlines,
5 Drops, Og The Last Big Time,
Lord To The Game, n***a Till Its My Time, Like Father Like Son This n***a This Time,
Jr Got The Fame And The Game Mastermind,
2oo On The Dash, n***a watch Me Mash,
Doin Dougnuts In My Hood Gettin Paper Bags. I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
It B That Cash Money Piece Cold Restin The Dead
Cash Money b**h.
Cash-Cash-Cash Money b**h.
It B That Cash Money b**h.
Cash-Cash-Cash Money b**h
It B That Cash Money Piece Cold Restin The Dead
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
(If Stunna Sayin A n***a Dead Then A n***a Dead...)
(If Stunna Sayin A n***a Dead Then A n***a Dead...) [Birdman:]
Livin Is Red, That How We Play It,
An Up Town C.M.B. Blood Till Im Dead,
Thats What I Said, I Put Some Change In Yah Head,
If You Ever Cross The Line (n***a) Nuttin But Bread,
50 Shots From High n***a We Wont Stop,
From Puttin Candy On The Slabs,
n***a Stirrin The Pots, Put The Hammer On The Jam,
Pull It N Pops, Put The Rubber On The Bands
n***a stackin' these knots [Lil Wayne:]
b**h Imma Boss
b**h Imma Boss
Bury Me Like My Father On The Cross
And Carry thy team I Shall Over A Cross,
Shawty Got That Game On Lock Like A Vault,
Weezy Baby Kyan Pepper, No Salt,
Windows Down On The Hog In The Winter Its Yo Fault, Huh I Dont Jump On The Track, I Pole Vault, I Got That S On My Chest Im Suppost To Follow... [Chorus:]
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
I Walk-Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
That B That Cash Money Piece Cold Restin The Dead It B That Cash Money Ca-Ca-Cash Money b**h.
It B That Cash Money Ca-Ca-Cash Money b**h.
Cash Money Ca-Ca-Cash Money b**h.
I Walk Around Like I Gotta S On My Chest
It B That Cash Money Piece Cold Restin The Dead...