[Lil’ Wayne]      Ha-ha!    Young….Moula Baby      Ok   Money on my mind, fuck a nigga thought    He ain't even thank, he ain't even seen me with tha pistol and tha shank    Walked up to him with put tha pistol to his tank, pussy nigga faint.    Pick that pussy up? Naw let him lay    Where I'm from I see a fuckin dead body every day   Where I'm from I see a fuckin dead body every day   Where I'm from I see a fuckin dead body every day   Where I'm from I see a fuckin dead body every day      Hammer in my draws hammer in draws    And y'all ain't nothin but nails in a wall    Bolsters, Holsters, empty like a motha fucka    Off my hip clip empty like a motha fucka    Ha-ha ok, simply I'm a bug lover but it's fly carter duckin the fly squatter    Ok simply I'm a motha fucka   Pimpin ain't dead because I'm pimpin like a motha fucka    Now where ya hoe at   Wipe ya feet on tha door mat   Imma bring The N.O. back like a nigga with no back    Imma go forward with the top    And get low with them hoes    Gon get cut like a a sword I kno it    Ye ain't gotta tell me, I already smell it    Ya pussy niggas eatin peanut butter and jealous    Ya Los, like Angeles    But you can find me in a white tan Ellis    Juss like Van Halen imma rock out bitch    Imma wear dat glock like a fuckin outfit    I don’t care what you know, you don’t know nothing bout this    And I hope your ass choke when you suck on my dick. Weezy          [Kid-Kid]         Ok, I’m strapped up    Im strapped up, downtown many acts straight jackets aint strapped up    And scrappin we could do, see scrappin what we do    And I'm like let me at em! Call me Scrappy Doo    After tha scrap with you I aint lookin stupid    You beat me? Too bad bitch I'm comin back shootin    Fool I'm a fool, I do what I do    It’s like fixin broke cars, witch tools imma use    Tha Tech or the Uz, the Mag or tha Rug    Catch you when it's juss you, You like it wasn’t juss you    I guess im juss to real for niggas to adjust to    Fuck me? Naw bend ova nigga fuck you    See I know what's what, who's who, and who is you    Move you lose move an inch and more ligaments that you could lose    I'll put you on tha 10 o’clock news    One, two, buckle ya shoes    Here come tha Kid Crew    Ooo gloves Uz will fill up your own food    Dude usin more tools than Tim from Home Improve    Then I play it cool, smooth as James Brown shoes    Don’t play with him cuz shoot he’ll shoot    I’m loose as a goose on that goose with them hoes    I’m playin duck duck goose, boy I'm slick like mouse    I'm tha truth not a fluke I'm a murderer, Fuck mooke    Put niggas on mute like………    Then I come back like cooled crack, I am that, get that, I spit crack, 6 shot by tha 6 pack I spit that where you spit that I send niggas where ya kids at don’t worry where tha Kid at nigga huh          [Lil’ Wayne]         Uptown back in it, Hollygrove black menace, black shirt, black tennis, black semi    I never sat in a hemi that would offend me    Try a maybach or a maybach, bitch I got stacks ya    Paychecks on paychecks but I still want payback    I still don’t play that, I kill on ASAP    We don’t do shit but get money all day    Put some tennis on my bullets now they runnin yall way    Y.M. Young Moula, Young Money all day    Where tha drugs so sweet like hunny on yay    Which one of yall say you want drama im honored    Bitch yo ass like a motha fuckin llama    Stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of commas    Still wear red like an old 49er    Fuck shittin on ya dump tha whole toilet on ya    Weezy F. Baby bitch I'm hotter than Uganda