[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
b**h I'm me, American Gangster
Weezy F. Baby, born in a manger
Trouble is my friend, I ain't foreign to danger
Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels
Shoot you in your halo, shoot you like Halo
New Orleans a-hole, Frio, Fuego
All about my bread like bagels, they know
I'm raw like Quelo's, ball like gay hoes
Weed so strong it's like I twist tornadoes
Spit like nines, four fifths, and three eighties
n***as want problems, well I am problematic
It's back to picking cotton, cause you n***as cotton candy
I'm a Eastside Damu, deep water Shamu
Shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
Kush in the bamboo, p**y in the bedroom
Pa** that b**h down like an heirloom
Tunechi
[Refrain]
Hold up, hold up
Wait a minute
Man, we hustle till night fall
Party till sunlight
Guns in the boxes
Don't make this a gun fight
f** them other n***as
I f** them n***as' b**hes
Benadryl sh**
Trigger finger itching
[Verse 2: T-Streets]
Maan, b**h I'm Streets, I rep that East
Gi-gimme the beef, I'll put the beef in the grease
Kush in the sweets, your b**h in the sheets
I f**ed that b**h: mission complete
Real n***a talk, gangsta conversation
I'm a real n***a, don't f** with imitations
Young Money n***a, ain't no limitations
I don't play games, n***as simulation
Which one of y'all n***as say you bout it
It's a f**ed up world T-Streets take you out it
That's word to the Glock-Glock in sock
Loose lips ain't ships, better stop at the dock
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Married to the money, you welcome to the reception
And she came with problems f** it, that's my stepsons
Sleeping in the Maybach, wake me when the jet come
And I keep the toast, turn your a** to bread crumbs
Based on a true story
I got a million flows, they ain't even two stories
Sleeping on the edge, I hope I don't toss and turn
Shoot down the early bird, and that's how I get the worm
Yeah Real n***a University: alumni
Just checked my watch and that b**h said sometimes
She say when I'm in her, it feel like I'm soul-searching
And they say money talks well, it's my spokesperson
Grab a star from the sunroof
I f** her in her dreams, and make her come true
Yeah, Young Money and the power
Send my b's at you like a motherf**ing flower