[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Yessir
Uh oh
Uh ohhhhhhhh
Haha
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Sick with it, six digits, big engines
Get lots of head like 6 midgets
It’s just the code I live by
Represent the road I grew up by
And I see the game like an umpire
Motherfuck one time, and everything combine
I am the boss I have a nigga tell ya bout the gun line
I’m in the hog sometimes, I’m in the Porsche red line
Drive that motherfucker like I’m tryna beat the deadline
Holla at the boy bitch, yes I’m the boy bitch!
I’m fly and ya boy friends a ostrich
How much you cost bitch?
See I will buy you then and then sell you back like an auction
Okay?
I am affiliated with DJ Drama and this Just Blaze track has just met Jeffery Dahmer
I am a Bengal on the beat like Carson Palmer
And them niggas couldn’t see me with panorama haa
Niggas soft as a can of flowers
And soft as a can of tuna
Your fucking with a piranha
The ballin’ is no illusion
Paper tall as a tower
I’m paid ho
I could change ya life all in an hour
I promise I see the city skyline from my shower
I’m feeling like a gun with a bag of gun powder
Pow Pow I’m higher than Mister Charles
Fresh from the bottom of the ant pile
Weezy
Uh..
Uh huh
Ya
Yessir
Uh oh
Uh ohhhhhhhh
Haha
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Sick with it, six digits, big engines
Get lots of head like 6 midgets
It’s just the code I live by
Represent the road I grew up by
And I see the game like an umpire
Motherfuck one time, and everything combine
I am the boss I have a nigga tell ya bout the gun line
I’m in the hog sometimes, I’m in the Porsche red line
Drive that motherfucker like I’m tryna beat the deadline
Holla at the boy bitch, yes I’m the boy bitch!
I’m fly and ya boy friends a ostrich
How much you cost bitch?
See I will buy you then and then sell you back like an auction
Okay?
I am affiliated with DJ Drama and this Just Blaze track has just met Jeffery Dahmer
I am a Bengal on the beat like Carson Palmer
And them niggas couldn’t see me with panorama haa
Niggas soft as a can of flowers
And soft as a can of tuna
Your fucking with a piranha
The ballin’ is no illusion
Paper tall as a tower
I’m paid ho
I could change ya life all in an hour
I promise I see the city skyline from my shower
I’m feeling like a gun with a bag of gun powder
Pow Pow I’m higher than Mister Charles
Fresh from the bottom of the ant pile
Weezy
Uh..
Uh huh
Ya
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