Busta Rhymes - Can't Tell Me Nothing (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Kanye West] La, la, la la Wait 'til I get my money right [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I got 'em Young Carter on the A-team if it's in alphabetical order Used to daydream about Benzes and Porches And by 18, I had a Benz and a Porche I'm so used to stuntin' on y'all So tired of ballin', excuse me if I yawn But I know what I'm doing Out the window of the jet, you see L.A. like a Bruin New coupe, foot to the floor Weather man make it rain, turn sugar to snow, you know But watch how you speak Cause in the street you can't trust every smile you meet And you ain't as important as the new addition is Ralph Tresvant, ooh they so sensitive And it's the remix baby And I'm a knock it out like Felix baby God damn I'm fly And my troop so cool, I don't have to lie Hop in my car and go Kanye West With my groovy new Louis Vuitton domke vest Let 'em hate though I'm on my way to the bank, LMAO [Hook: Kanye West] La, la, la la Wait 'til I get my money right La, la, la la Then you can't tell me nothing, right? Excuse me, was you saying something? Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing You can't tell me nothing Uh uh, you can't tell me nothing [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] It's one of the best to touch microphones That'll spit the kind of sh** to put the earth in a type of zone, like To make 'em laugh or make 'em cry Bring a life into existence or cause you to die Now when I was a shorty and when my mom called me precious I realized I'm outspoken and every word was infectious I'm sayin', Mommy said God'll bless us No matter the difficulties or how much it would stress us I'm sayin', no matter how hard I try To understand if I behave that I'll see God when I die, man These words'll dawn on me, why? Cause no one came back from d**h to say if it's truth or it's lies See the point that I'm makin' is that she knew I was blessed And comin' to life as a legend, the man of best in the flesh I kiss my mother, countin' figures Thinkin 'back on when I used to tell n***as, they sayin' [Hook] [Verse 3: Kanye West] Yeah, homie this a theme song First I get my money right, then I get my team on If I always pray to have gleam on $300 jeans on, do that mean I dream wrong? And I was high as a Learjet Fly as the insect, even though we in debt And it don't matter if I get her number Cause when I get my money right she gon' come running And I'll be good like "God" with an extra "O" God knows that my check needs some extra 0's And you know that you need to bring some extra hoes Not in jogging pants either, tell them wear some s**y clothes Now my game so professional And my chain so fresh, they go (oh oh oh oh oh) Right after the fame did you gain anything? Damn Ye, would you change anything? But (If I had a billion dollars) I'd cop more pink polos and pop those collars Misery love company, her nickname Sorrow My Benz need company, her nickname Tahoe “Wait 'til get my money,” everybody motto So I'mma need a bravo for everything I wrote Yeah, hey mama they can't hate him Cause after all of the drama, K slayed 'em [Hook]