Chubby Baby - Oh Yeah lyrics

[Chubby] It's Chubby Baby Drop Top Mercedes Hair Cut Wavy The Black Patrick Swayze Getting This Money (Oh Yeah) Like It Was The Eighties (Oh Yeah) Everything Good (Oh Yeah) Everything Gravy (Oh Yeah) You Know I Get Money(Yeah) I Do It Real Big It's Chubby Baby Ma I'm The Oh Seven Big Guccis On My Feet I Force Em Like I Post Em When Your Money Reach Mine That's When They Won't Smoke Ya I Ride First Cla** Phantoms With A Chauffeur Bricks With A Trill Again Waiting On A Gofer (Ya Dig) Soon The Order Finished I'm Hopping In The Benz I'm The Mid West Playa Boning All Ya Friends When I Hit Magic City Make It Rain With The Ends Then I Make It Thunder On My Neck Like Lightning You Prayin On That Hit Play Boy Keep Writing In The Club You Know We Ain't Fighting [Hook 2x] You Get Money (Oh Yeah) You Got Dem Honey (Oh Yeah) You Roll Around With Cha Pockets All Chubby (Oh Yeah) You Stay Fly (Oh Yeah) You Dat Guy (Oh Yeah) You Dat Dude We Can Call For Dem Fives (Oh Yeah) [Lil Wayne] Young mula Cash money mafia, (yea!) Weed and syrup [Lil Wayne] It's weezy baby, (who?) Strapped like the navy, (what) Ridin' wit a half a brick strapped to her baby, (ok) I be getting money, run a lap if you lazy, (yea) Grand daddy purp got me trapped like mazes, (oww!) Bunch of diamond chains lookin' like a bunch of lasers (yea) Understand I'm sharper than a f**in' hellraiser, (raiser) Bad yellow b**h on my sidekick pager You know it's goin' down like down goes Frazier, ya dig? (A!) Yes, and I be wit mid west chubby But I'm from the dirty, keep it dirty like I'm playin' rugby, (ha) b**h ride me like a old school huffy, (what?) Let me see you work your mouth like a f**in' guppy, (go head) My leather softer than brand new pair of hush puppies My top will leave if I decide to hit the punch bu*ton, (hit it) It's young weezy, how could I ever quit stuntin'? Get mad, I'mma get money [Hook 2x] You Get Money (Oh Yeah) You Got Dem Honey (Oh Yeah) You Roll Around With Cha Pockets All Chubby (Oh Yeah) You Stay Fly (Oh Yeah) You Dat Guy (Oh Yeah) You Dat Dude We Can Call For Dem Fives (Oh Yeah) [Juelz Santana] A! Dipset Skull gang Haha [Juelz Santana] Juelz baby They see me and start cheerin Rockstar like Santana Van Halen, yea Burn em wit the nina Hot head, nickname fever Ya b**h, I Turner/Turn her like Tina, haha Booty in the air, then I bump her like speakers Then I get right back to puffin' my reefer, (A!) Yes, yes I'm coke supplyin' Best pitcher on the mound since Nolan Ryan, (ha) I got that cheap blow Heavyweight, I sell snow by the ski slope... come and get some And the cars got engines like speed boats Throw dough away like tickets to a free show, (uh) You outside getting' re-poed, (whoa) I'm bein' watched under the law, I'm rico (A!) And all the chicks come to me for wood like Home Depot I shine, you just a little star, you twinkle, (twinkle) We make it rain for real, ya'll just sprinkle We shut down ya hydrant, aight then (A!) [Hook]