No I.D. - Hands Up lyrics

[Lil Wayne] Let's get f**ed up On the road to riches You're just a speed bump Funny how the heater make a n***a freeze up We smoke a tree down til it's just a tree stump That Eastside n***a, bang on you b**hes I'm going at your neck, strangle you b**hes Got a long-a** list full of bad-a** b**hes And I stay burned out like a bad transmission I'm on, like the lights I light up The kush, knock out, Tyson fight I'm talking about a** and titties, Sex and the City Weezy F Baby and the 'F' is for "forget it" I'm loving my shine, sipping on fine wine Up in some fine dime, then she give me Einstein Young Money motherf**er, yeah we picked a fine time I'm a 17 n***a. b**h, I don't mind dying, man I just ended up on every b**h's s** list Genie in the bottle, get a muthaf**in' d**hwish Thugga in this b**h, he say f** y'all n***as Breaking buds down the size of a football n***a Red beam, gimme the light, no Sean Paul n***a Let Nina bust in your face like a p**n star n***a Yeah I keep a Brian Pumper, no h*mo The sh** I'm on got the world moving in slow-mo Man, I told Mack I was gonna do it Above the law, but under the influence Man, I was on the skateboard, kick push swagger Got my girl to the room, got behind her like a shadow I had her a** up in the air I swear I got the largest clip in the world Right here in my gat And I wish a n***a play I'mma bust a n***a a** Hate Young Money? Then f** you in the a** 187 and a hockey mask, YMCMB gonna ball Til we fall. And this f** all y'all Gonna ball til we fall. And this f** all y'all We straight, sorry for the wait