I Told Y’all Lil Wayne

[Intro: DJ K-Swift & Lil Wayne]
Told y'all, I told y'all, I told y'all, I told y'all (Hahahahaha!)
I told y’all, I tote a tool
Bullet in the Glock and blow that— (Young Money!)
I told y’all, I tote a tool
Bullet in the Glock and blow that— (Young Money!)
I told y’all, I tote a tool
Bullet in the Glock and blow that—
T—Told y’all, I tote a tool (Young Mula, baby)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that—
I told y’all, I tote a tool (Uh-huh)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that— (Uh-huh)
I told y’all, I tote a tool (Uh-huh)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that— (Uh-huh)
I told y’all, I tote a tool (Uh-huh, I usually don't do this!)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that— (Uh-huh)
T—Told y’all, I tote a tool (Uh-huh)
Bullet in the Glock and blow that—
But we gon' keep the party going!

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I—I—I—I—I—I wake a nigga up in his bed when he sleep
Tie the nigga up from his head to his feet
Then I light the nigga up from his head to his feet
Put his body in the water and his head on the beach
Light another blunt 'cause it save me the grief
I don't give a fuck, I was made for the beef
I don't give a fuck, I'm straight from the streets
But I'm crooked as a bitch, bitch, wave to the thief
Lie to the bad guy, "Hi" to the good dope
Ride with the bad guy, try and you get smoked
Lie and you get smoked, lie for a nigga, though
Try for a nigga, though, die for a nigga, though
Why would a nigga go to New Orleans?
This is Katrinaland
The President flew over, and he ain't even land
We ain't even mad, we ain't even playing
It's duct-tape season in my region
And you ain't leaving until we eating
And I want my piece and I want my peeps to get their piece
And they want their peeps to get their piece
And until then, tell you peeps, "No peace"
I'm a beast and I feast every beat I seek
And I freak every mix CD I leak
I need to be at the T-O-P O-F H-I-P-H-O-P
And I'm I-N D-A C-U-T W-I-T-H them Uzis
Who, me? Yes, me, call me Weezy West, B
'Cause I'm wilder than the motherfucking Wild West be
I'm so ready—are you ready for me?
I'm Young Money, Young Mula, baby
Break in a nigga car at the light
Put the gun to his head, make him park on the right, and
Then I tell him, "Don't talk," make him get out and walk
And then, I tell my goons, "Get right in"
When you fucking with a nigga like me
No homo, but you're fucking with a rider
But they no heard me, when I tried to...