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[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] Ugh! Flow gifted like the honor roll In crunch time, I deliver like Domino's A different freak for every day; I got all kind of hoes I slide them dick and get the fuck out, never mind them hoes But never mind them hoes, I got all kind of flows I switch them up so quick as fuck, I got a timeless flow Young animal, punishing the ProTools Eating this beat up like soul food, you niggas old news [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Now, ain’t you tired of seeing the same shit every day? I mean, the same shit—Ashley and Mary Kate Sometimes, I wish that I was blind like Mr. Ray How come you talking out your ass but ain’t got shit to say? I spend my money like my time; I ain’t got it to waste Man, I'm so fast, feel like I'm racing in a different race Too much champagne, now, watch me spit it in them bitches' face Tomorrow morning, I could tell you how them bitches taste [Verse 2: Jae Millz] This rap shit is our house, you niggas just visiting Young Money wolverines, bitch, no Michigan (Ha!) I get in them hoes' ears and reel them in like fishermen (Leggo!) And throw they ass in the truck and we rolls like Michelins (Ha) All—All hail the kings (Kings), crowns glistening I stunt hard as I fuck 'cause I ain’t getting a chance to live again Focused is what you better get, boy, we on that better shit (Yes) All bosses, no executives, you just repetitive (Ha) [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Now, ain’t you tired of seeing the same shit every day? I mean, the same shit—Ashley and Mary Kate Sometimes, I wish that I was blind like Mr. Ray How come you talking out your ass but ain’t got shit to say? I spend my money like my time; I ain’t got it to waste Man, I'm so fast, feel like I'm racing in a different race Too much champagne, now, watch me spit it in them bitches' face Tomorrow morning, I could tell you how them bitches taste [Verse 3: Mack Maine] Bitch—Bitch, we balling Tired of the same shit, I need a different toilet Okay, let me pick my target Pick them off, now, come pick them up Big dog, I don't bark, I buck Tell them bitches I don't talk, I fuck Tell them niggas I don't walk, I run this shit, I come to punish shit And I bet they won't be flushing this Young Money shit We on some other shit, they on the same shit Bitch, I'm Mack Maine; I'm Mack Maine, bitch! [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Now, ain’t you tired of seeing the same shit every day? I mean, the same shit—Ashley and Mary Kate Sometimes, I wish that I was blind like Mr. Ray How come you talking out your ass and ain’t got shit to say? Young Tune, motherfucker, no anime Dr. Carter, motherfucker, come to amputate Cash Money, too much money to calculate Young Money, that new shit in your face [Outro: Lil Wayne] I spend my money like my time; I ain’t got it to waste Man, I'm so fast, feel like I'm racing in a different race Too much champagne, now, watch me spit it in them bitches' face Tomorrow morning, I could tell you how them bitches taste Give me the beat and I'ma beat the beat like Anna Mae What the fuck you thought? You know I keep the heat like Saint Tropez C—Cash Money, too much money to calculate Young Money, that new shit on your face