Yes, what it look like Alc?
Im tryin to show the niggas man
Its that Street Fam man, we rep that, Loso
Street fi-di-di-di-damn
Im with 101 niggas, we dalmatian doggy deep Yes
And fly with the tongue, so if you feeling froggy, leap Cmon
Kermit, you better think before you ribbit
Dont get murdered over your song before you ad-lib it
I pop up like Xzibit, but given Im at your crib, its
Not to put no fucking fish tanks in your Civic
Fuck getting your ride pimped, youll get hog-tied, wimp
Have you in the trunk curled up like fried shrimp
Its been a good year, maybe I should ride blimp
Cause your boy just stay above the game
They tryna tag him, spray a brother frame
But your shots cant reach me, Im way above your aim
Go head, nigga, say another name
Take this family for a joke, play them Wayan brother games
And Ima Git You Sucka, I be schemin with this Keenan
Aimin with this Damon, Im putting that Major Payne in
My Little Man is on ya, Marlon and Shawn ya
Lay the beef on his noodle, make some Luger lasagna
Forty Cal fettuccine, trey pound pasta
You reach for this medallion, you must like Italian, nigga
You only see me pushing if the drivers tired Yes!
I work the S6 ever since the 5 retired
The drop-top, they say its Ocean Drive-inspired
So you can call a cab once your bitch fall for Fab
Uhh, I get money like a mofucker
Shades darker than a bitch but I can see
I got everything, you got nothing
But you aint got nothing on me
Ohh, Im gettin money like a mofucker
Yeah, money you aint never see
Yeah, I got everything, you got nothing
But you aint got nothing on me
Im on the grind til the police come
With that pistol on my side, boy, dont be dumb
Or, I let that semi twirl you, now you can follow the drip
Cause one shot outta the clipll jheri curl ya Ooh
Leave you sloppy like seconds, obey me like peasants
Or get opened up like presents, please
My young boys wildin for respect
Slit your throat, have you smiling with your neck, say cheese
My doughs a bit longer, my flow is just slaughter Yep!
My wrist look like frozen Poland Spring water
So tell me boys, tell me boys, who you think you messin with?
I get money out the ass, thats some expensive shit Ill!
Havent you all heard? What? Yall all herbs Yup!
I stick toothpicks Where? in yall hors doeuvres
Listen Im a shark, yall just koi fish
What else? Octopus What else? Oysters
Chump! I got my eye on your wifey now Yeah!
I have her lick me up Up! and then wipe me down Down!
She told me yous a nag, yous a bug Damn!
She told me Im a blast, Im a stud Damn!
She told me you be beastin, you be checkin for the burns
So I gave her knee pads for the rug Haha!
Its Skull Gang from the chain to the lifestyle
You surfboard dudes get wiped out, totally
Uhh, Im getting money like a mofucker
Shades darker than a bitch but I can see
I got everything, you got nothing
But you aint got nothing on me
Ohh, Im gettin money like a mofucker
Yeah, money you aint never see
Yeah, I got everything, you got nothing
But you aint got nothing on me
Get you, three, four-get you
Like the number after one, Ima get me two
Its Weezy F-you, now you gotta have a baby
My money dont folds nor bends, Mercedes
Maybach, grey-black
And I got a .44 and a K, like eight stacks
Fuck your city and your town, I state facts
Take that! No, better yet, like Diddy Take that
Wait rats, I hate rats, I clean em out like Ajax
Got paper like a fax machine, asaneen
Damn I mean asinine, Im dapper don, and after mine
There will be nine, damn I mean, there will be none
I will be one, of the greatest things youve ever felt
Youve ever seen, or heard, Car-ter, Har-vard, yall scared
Not me, not I, call me Young Popeye
Tell Bluto Im a nuno, I bring RAL to your funeral
Damn I mean funeral, funerol, you say tomato, I say tomahto
You say get em, I say got em, yeah I got em
Man, you better keep payin me cause you dont want my problems
I be wildin like Capital One, what is in your wallet?
You fly, but what is it to pilot?
Weezy, Im at the top, foot up in your bottom
Huh, damn I mean, foot up in your ass
I kick that shit now gon put it in the trash Deezle!
Uhh, Im gettin money like a mofucker
Shades darker than a bitch but I can see
I got everything, you got nothing
But you aint got nothing on me
Yeah, Im gettin money like a mofucker
Yeah, money youll never see
Yeah, uh, uh
And you aint got nothing on me
Yeah, Im gettin money like a mofucker
Shades darker than a bitch but I can see
I got everything, you got nothing
But you aint got nothing on me
Yeah, Im gettin money like a mofucker
Yeah, big money nigga
Big money nigga, big money nigga
Yeah, and you aint got nothin on me