[LiL' Wayne:]
I tell em' da b**h ride da dick like a new Honda
Wit da cops behind her im kinda
Sorta watcha calla'
Superstar now some on tryin f** some superstars mouth
Straight up and the guns come wit the money
And the work come with the luggage
f** it
These n***as talking big wit a rapper budget
I get paid off rappers buddy
And I ain't f**in wit da rat pack
I pull up as any day wit some tap tap
And that's that
Im the wildest from the the wolfpack
Back back
U ain't notin but a snack pack
And when u runnin don't look back
Cuz im be coming out dat back pack
Clap clap
And rrrat rrrat
Yaa young weeza
Money over b**hes
Reporting to u motherf**ers live from da kitchen
[Juelz Santana:]
Hahaha a man wayne dey gone be mad at this
I mean see n***as already hate u and hate what u do
n***as already hate me and hate what I do
Them n***as gotta hate wat we do
CLS Five hundred AMG kit
Know the haters be sick when I drive through
Ride through two miles an hour
So everybody sees me
Bumpin that Carter 2 my n***a weezy
Whoo
F baby
F U Pay me
I hustle… cops come I tell em F U Jay see
Catch me if you can Im the gingerbread man
In the V8 all white sedan
Im too cool
Inside bu*ter yea tan in da seat
Same color as da sand in da beach
Im too cool
And my money come in boot coozoo
So screw u broke dudes who hate me cuz im too cool
And u kno I keep da piece on me
My gun speaks it own language like E-40 see shorty
Da piece pop ya your scream poppa
Too late your brains already beachcabla