[Intro] My name is My name is My name is: Weezy Baby And I'm high, like maintenance I'm smokin, I'm drankin Leanin daily, like Hi, my name is You know what my name is Bitch, I'm famous Like Tom Brady And hi, your name is? Not important Who cares? Not Weezy Baby, uh
[Verse 1] Wake up, I see bad bitch, bad bitch, bad bitch Makeup on my pillows make me mad, bitch Without no makeup I see that bitch as just average Uber, Uber, Uber, Uber, Taxi! Looking at my rollie, I got boogers on my rollie Bout to hook up with my whoadies Got the hook up on that codeine Got the sugar for your nose ring Got the blooka I'm reloading And according to my darling This dick feels so damn rewarding I'm reporting out of shorty She so naughty, me so horny Kilo on me like I'm Tony Break it down to rice-a-roni Take her out, look like she lonely I'm gonna candle, light the moment I'm a fan, I like the pussy She told him my phone was roamin' She be moaning to the morning I be goin in, I be on it I be in it, I'm like Foreman on the grill And I got doorman at the entrance They got pistols in they trenches They got rituals/religion And I'm like bitch you know I'm sipping till I die
[Hook 1] My name is: Lil Wayne, bitch Weezy, F. Baby Her name went From whatever-it-was To "Lil Wayne's bitch" Now that's crazy, and I I camed in, regain strength Rebanged it, rotation Her guy is nameless He ain't shit Always on the same shit Poor baby
[Verse 2] I pour up so much they call me Pour Baby Kush man, I need a sack like Charles Haley Sipping to the Big Moe, I'm the Barr baby Sip got me moving slow but my thoughts racing Err! My long days give me short patience My heart vacant Awards taken What in tarnation No information No statements Young mula, old mula; mula all ages Ha-Hallelujah, I'm the Hollygrove 2Pac Roc-a-fella, new rock Hundred K in a shoebox AK and a new Glock A-wap-ba-ba-loo-bop Pray the vest you got Save you like a coupon Hustle til my dreadlock Is grey as some Poupon Everyday is my birthday, I'm a newborn Stay on my toes, ask a shoe horn I ain't got no roof on Gettin' my No Ceilings 2 on
[Hook 2] And hi, I'm brainless I'm stainless Entertainment: His lady And um, if she ain't thick Then she ain't it I can't fuck with a slim lady I tried, superhead Keep complainin Bitch ancient Bitch shady, and she tired Okay then, I'm skatin Doing tricks, call me 'trick Swayze Okay
[Verse 3] In other news, in other niggas' hoes Your wife taste like honey nut cheerios I'm in the mirror, like "Ooh baby" Who needs a miracle when I got you baby? Pimping in my last life I'm the shit you ass-wipe Beat the pussy-cat-fight My teeth look like a flashlight Weed is like a airline Cause easily I'm that high Fist full of money, mix some green in with your black eye Greedy like a fat guy, I eat a nigga franchise I beat him by a landslide A leader like a rabbi I'm leading by halftime He bleeding, I'm a vampire His body in the trunk with his feet all on my Alpines We the niggas, that's right We all that and fries Y'all on standby My broads got cat eyes Traphouse, land lines Boom like land mines All my bitches allies With Tune on their backsides
[Hook 3] So hi, my name is On her anus On her cranium Bitch cravin' And I'm fly, and I'm wavy And her name is bust-it-baby And hi, my name is In your mouth, it must be tasty GoneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
