Salaam Remi - Ba** Beat lyrics

[Intro] Gangsta Grillz Yeah spit' em man Gangsta Grillz [Verse 1: Lil' Wayne] I get that money that's my top commitment Yall n***as just talking yall politicians But let me get slick Real quick like rick Without the patch on my eye Take a patch out the sky, cause I'm fly I say that a lot and i'mma keep on Thousand dollar jeans on n***a keep flowing Keep walking, piece on You won't find me in my beach home I'm out ya reach arm I got a speech for ‘em, um f** them and whoever know ‘em, one I'm stepping in Roberta's with a nasty a** virgo She feeling my gangsta, I ain't even have to game her But that came natural sort of like magical I disappear when i dip in the bathroom But i'll be back soon f**inf wit them Raccoons, like Jackie Benson on his Honeymoon (what up Fuke?) [Curren$y] Hot Spitter in the building Young Money in the arena Ya catch me with two bad b**hes between us (Gangsta Grillz) [Verse 2: Lil' Wayne] I cook good crack in a pot in a pot i pissed in Yall n***as just talking yall politicians With the wind against my back I defend in the attack By any man I'm in fact, ha ha And its like that My impact so hard if I die I probably bounce right back I walk around with a mouse trap n***as wit cheese don't like rats And despite that I been around a few gold fish I'm still a shark out the ocean I wear the f** out the 0 6, 4 sent flow Like I'm 4'6", left arm so stiff Yall don't sh** about this stuntin' business I'm about to teach that to all of my b**hes Back to the business Give the mutha f**a so much coke He probably have problems with his kidneys Spit ‘em [Curren$y] (Jesus Christ) [Verse 3: Lil' Wayne] It's haters out there but I"m optimistic Yall n***as just talking ya politicians I'm walking what I'm talking and I'm Planning what I"m saying and I'm stepping what I'm reppin I'm about what I shout boy The loudest mouth of the south boy I'm from the dirty dirty You can't get me out my shop boy I got a money clip but like what for I told hoes that they can't hold that I stick it in her back pocket make her bu*t large And pull her seven jeans down she like, f** drawls And I'm like f** that but she thought I was ignorant Approached her like a gentleman Her friends trying to get with him but I already been with them They all act the same I f**ed them all Man they like synonyms I like dividends, I might give her them She the n***as I'm with I might handle them