God Damn Nix gonna hit a nigga in his head with this one I'm a paint the city red with this one I'm ahead with this one See you fucking with the boy with two toys way before Christmas No assistance just that persistance with that commitment if I don't get it somebody gonna die tonight I know my vibe is tight and I deserve the throne and if the kid ain't right then let me die on this song See I be riding just riding alone With my daddy on my mind like you gotta be kidding How the hell you ain't here to see a prince do his thing somtimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king Shall be So I be who I be That's me That's Weezy F Baby and Please say the motherfucking So I be who I be that's me That's Weezy F Baby and Please say the motherfucking
(Hook) Baby you gotta know I'm just out here doing what I gotta do for me and you and we eating so bitch why the fuck is you trippin' I'm taking these chances My head to the sky My feet on the ground My fingers to the judge if the money don't move Then I won't budge won't budge No I won't budge no Lord
(Verse 2) Money is the motivation Facing the avenue Back touching the wall Got the weed got the gun Gotta run when I hear the bird call (Dad) Hop in that thing and merk off Swerve off You know me they call me birdman junior Anybody murderer if Birdman sponsor it Phantom of the Oprah All black crop tent locked in I can let them shots out you can't get no shots in Bulletproof Leave a nigga with a bullet-roof Shoot ya' in your mouth Leroy They call him bullet-tooth I'm like What it do What it do There's a full court pressure I'm just going for the two If I'm open for the three I'm a take it in a second Even if theres one second I'm a make it it's nothing I don't take it for granted I don't take it for nothing I'm a take it for what it's worth to the dirt motherfucker Yeah
(Hook) Baby you gotta know I'm just out here doing what I gotta do for me and you and we eating so bitch why the fuck is you trippin' I'm taking these chances My head to the sky My feet on the ground My fingers to the judge if the money don't move Then I won't budge won't budge No I won't budge no Lord
(Verse 3) I ain't never killed nobody I promise And I promise if you try me he goin' have to rewind this track And make me go back That thing will go ratttttttt That boy will lay flat So flat that Act is what I preform amongst you haters Got Nina in my palm and I'm masterbateing Black Peter-pan fly till I die What you saying Bathe in eight Eve saint evesal what I stay in And got me feeling like Scarface Like the Cohiba Streets reply I look right in a four-seater You know I be out here right in a four-seater Top Floor of the four seasons Four of them whores And they all know how to cook it up and look I got some And only one know how to bag Bitch bundle up See it's a cold world So homie bundle up We ain't on this grind for nothing So get your hustle up
(Hook 2x) Baby you gotta know I'm just out here doing what I gotta do for me and you and we eating so bitch why the fuck is you trippin' I'm taking these chances My head to the sky My feet on the ground My fingers to the judge if the money don't move Then I won't budge won't budge No I won't budge no Lord
Man Man This be that hustler music Young Weezy got that motherfucking huster music y'all So ride to it y'all And vibe to it y'all I'm asking y'all please please Weezy got the huster music Young Weezy got that motherfucking huster music so ride to it y'all vibe to it y'all vibe to it y'all shhhhhhhh Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
