[DJ Drop – DJ Khaled] Young Money, Gudda Gudda Let's get it
[Verse 1 – Lil Wayne] You know that yopper yop, it really yop And when your body drop, I skip and hop Red laser beam, put your face on beam All this syrup, all these trees, call me maple leaf Hollygrove nigga, solid gold nigga Ice, ice, baby chilling, hockey froze nigga Play your role nigga, play your role bitches I'm in the ceiling looking like a pot of gold bitches You know that yopper yop, it really yop I got he street sweeper, and need a mop I'm not a peacekeeper, I'm really not I told a heat seeker, it's getting hot
[Verse 2 – Gudda Gudda] Yeah, new baguettes is on my neck, it's from the G.O.A.T. what you expect, woah I ain't fly cripping but I'm fly, diamonds jet blue Look at how we crept through, dollars like Creflo I can let the TEC go, turn him to a vegetable Mula game, next to blow up, here to ball, we said before We about to set it, I install the blaze and set the fire Pressure, that's what we applying Add some more, make some diamonds There's a time for everything and you can't time perfect timing Coke from Medellin, you won't find nothing purer Now just steps on the brick, all white like the Fuhrer Middle fingers up to the judge and the jury If I ever gotta face 'em, do my time, don't make a statement It's omerta up to the grave My bro make sure all my kids gravy (that's right) Young Money the army, better yet the navy We gon' drag him from the river, dump his body in junkyards With the note around his neck reading: “bitch, you should've paid me”, yeah
[Verse 3 – Lil Wayne] Drag him from the river, dump his body in junkyard Leave a note around his neck that say: “I told you not to flex”, ooh Emerald baguettes, they just explode on my Pateks, ooh Stripper made a mess, I just exploded on her chest, ooh Drag him from the river, dump his body in junkyard Leave a note around his neck, I take his throat up out his neck, ooh Get it off your chest, ooh, I will never front, no Chilling on a jet, ooh, I never connect, no Drag him from the river, dump his body in junkyard Leave a note around his neck that say his hoe and mama next Leave a note around his neck that say: “I told you not to flex” Leave a note around his neck then take that gold from around his neck
[Outro – Lil Wayne] I drag him from the river, dump his body in junkyard Leave a note around his neck, say the G.O.A.T. around this bitch Leave a note around his neck and I take his throat up out his neck You be talking out your neck, then bitch we going at your neck, yeah
[DJ Drop – DJ Khaled] One time for all the fans out there, for all the fans worldwide You know the love is felt Lil Wayne, No Ceilings 3, Young MoneyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
