featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys
Verse:1 (Baby of Big Tymer$)
Man I got these broads iceing it up
While my lil B.G.s on the bus puttin' out cigarette butts
But me personally playboy I done had bad luck
And I'm a always show love to my cut
Hit tha club light tha lights up
The Cash Money motto is to drank 'til you throw up
Point the broad out guaranteed I can pluck
Cause Wodie I'm tattooed and barred up
Medallion iced up
Rolex bezelled up
And my pinky ring is platinum plus
Earrings be trillion cut
And my grill be slugged up
My heart filled with anger lost, stranded as a youngster
Stack my chesse up
Cuz oneday I'm a give this street life up
Beef I don't discuss
Wodie outta line wodie gone get his head bust
Cash Money millionaires plus
Don't touch broad if you can't pluck the broad
Twenty inches with t.v.'s is a must
By the year two thousand Lil' Wayne gone tear this game up
Verse:2 (Lil' Wayne of Bot Boy$)
Boss B, slow down in the Jag you lost me
You know how I flow the new Rose Royce B
The number one ripper, dippin low low
In a compressor sippin mo-mo
Spend a lotta cheddar, look
My click couldn't be betta
I'm married to C.M.R. baby
Love it or leave it
Drop drops with it's hot
Strech hummer's when it's not
Light up the whole block when
You glance at my watch
It's Wayne baby, thugged out won't change baby
I do you thang lady, in a blue navigaty (navigator)
That's game baby, you can call me a game shotter
But since i drive a bubble people call me Lex Lurger
I pull up in a expedition they be like ah n
