Lil Wayne      Magic, ahh ahh ow!   rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh   lemme spark up first...    Magic, ahh ahh ow!   rest in peace pimp c yeahhhh   lemme spark up first..   let you know what the fuck is goin on   the dedication 3 .. count it 1 2 3       VERSE 1   yeahh money makin weezy ,weezy makin money    i keep my dick in my pants but them hoes take it from me   i go to sleep on monday and i wake up sunday    i go to sleep with money and wake up with money   man im all about 5 of em   my girl so thick you can see her ass from the side of her hehe   yo girl just came in her booth somebody better get her a flammable suit i got that bitch jumpin like a kangaroo    aint a thang to do is to bang the screw    i live in the clouds like the angels do    hey traffic let my vanquish through    hey ma this what i think of you ..    i wanna fuck yo head off and fuck you ankles loose ..    then drank the juice ..    im dangerouss   i got her clothes fallin off like the hanger loose   mmm i be the monster in her closet    she wanna go to mars i tell her hop on top my rocket   5 4 3 2 1 take off    john travolta with that head i suck yo "faceoff"   tell yo man take that cape off   i put his ass in the pocket like the 8 ball    wait yall, i've never been tall   but if i stand on my money ill be with god   like hallelujah baby its, its young mulah babyyyy      Young gudda      hahaha yall niggas stupid    alright look   young gudda put the gun to yo head make ya pop like a bubble   when i pop off you in trouble    gat to yo waist click clack niggas fuckin knee buckle    look at these suckas    talkin this bullshit they dont know gudda got a full clip    and i pull shit    leave yo stupid ass wet like a pool bitch i dont bullshit noo   leave a bitch nigga stinking like bullshit    gudda aint the nigga you should fool with, no    these niggas know me nigga    knife like Shinobi nigga...haha       Lil Wayne       ha ha    yo motha owe me nigga    yo brotha paid me nigga    yo sista laid me nigga    and i made your wife suck my weezy f. babies nigga   im still crazy nigga    fuckin right im wildin   nigga i just made a hundred fucking million dollars    nigga i aint even gotta rhyme,    nigga i just made a hundred fuckin million dollars