I Don’t Like the Look of It Lil Wayne (Ft. Gudda Gudda)

[Intro]
I don't like the look of it

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]
Okay, I'm sippin' on the syrup, got a nigga movin' slow
I'm all about the money, what the fuck you think I do it for?
Bitch, don't act like you don't know, I'm killin' all these rap niggas
Custom made caskets for yo' motherfuckin' funeral
Keep the women with me, shit, I gotta keep like two or more
Party everyday, like we won the fuckin' Super Bowl
Chillin' with my nigga Mack, he keep bitches handy
White girl on the table, let 'em sniff the nose candy
When I'm walkin' by, the women sayin', "Who is that nigga?"
I replied, "Hi, I am Gudda Gudda, that nigga!"
I was raised in the home of the cap splitters
Whip on 24's, watch it crawl like a caterpillar
I come with a toy, boy, like a Happy Meal
And you's a motherfuckin' duck, Daffy-dil
I'm from the school of hard knocks where we scrap and kill
Pick the knife or gun or you can get the package deal
I'm hot, nigga, burnin' everything around me
I was lost for a minute, took a while, but I found me (Gudda)
The streets say I'm king but the game'll never crown me (Gudda)
Realest nigga doin' it, just ask them niggas 'round me (Gudda)
So you can't size me up or try to clown a—
Shark in the water, jump in and I'ma drown you
New Orleans nigga, gun out, I'ma down you
Put niggas to sleep like a muh'fuckin' downer (Gudda)
I'm a Great White, you's a flounder
Fish and a bitch, I tuna eveything around you
U-Haul Gudda, movin' everything around you (Yeah)
It's Young Money, bitch! At the top is where they found us, nigga