Streets Is Watchin

[Intro: Lil Wayne] Yeah, uh-huh David Banner on the beat, bitch Hahaha Young Money, Streets [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I'm a east sider rider, whoa kimosabe Bitches get to stepping like Cole, Gina, Tommy Pussy is a weapon and my hoes think I'm Simon And Simon say "go and get my motherfucking money" Young Moolah bitch, tell them hoes, take their clothes off And I don't hunt birds but I'll shoot you in your mohawk Yeah, flow nasty like coleslaw Call me Mr. No Flaw [Verse 2: Gudda Gudda] Yeah, I sip drank and pop pills 'til I dose off Wake up, grab the mic then I goes off Too G for office, boss of all bosses Crucify rappers, nail niggas to the crosses I'm fresh out the slaughterhouse, blood on my apron We Louisianimals, watch me let the gators in I'm going on my paper run, a week at the Days Inn Icing on my fingertips, I be getting cake in [Chorus: T-Streets] I—I be getting cake then Watching for the rats and trying not to get snakebit It's that pointing-at-your-face shit And if you scared, you better go and see Mase, bitch David Banner on the beat, ho And I beat the beat up like Deebo I—I—I got the game on TiVo So I guess you can say: "The Streets Is Watchin'" [Verse 3: Jae Millz] I don't promise much but I promise you that it'll flow boy Name Jake but you can call me Millz-bury Dough Boy Silence on the nine but the chopper make more noise But if the bitch scream, I'ma pop her, no noise Bank account type solid, truck nice and brolic The rims sticking out like the shoulders on Dwight Howard You niggas ain't G's, you're gents and quite coward But I'll put you higher than flight pilots [Verse 4: Gudda Gudda] I am petrifying, the metal turn to lightning Burn through your clothes like an iron I am no American Idol, no Simon Cowell Wack niggas throw in the towel I'm getting money with the rap, pay me by the vowel I'm hungry like a pack of wolves so I just howl, holla Cash rules everything around me So I'ma get the money, dollar, dollar bills and them hundreds [Chorus: T-Streets] I—I be getting cake then Watching for the rats and trying not to get snakebit It's that pointing-at-your-face shit And if you scared, you better go and see Mase, bitch David Banner on the beat, ho And I beat the beat up like Deebo I—I—I got the game on TiVo... [Verse 5: Nicki Minaj] Ugh, yo, yo yo I'm a bad, what—'bout to get a mani-ped' I'm the big bad wolf and your granny dead Even though I'm in Mexico I rep New York like Plaxico Look, switch my name, now I'm celebrating Hanukkah Lewinsky, bitches, Young Money Monica I been hot since Hedgehog—Sonic The So could you pass me the keys to the Ton-i-ka? I mean "Tonka"—that's the truck bitches Fuck you and fuck all of you fuck bitches Matter-fact, put some sprinkles on my cupcakes And get ready to put your dimples in this duct tape [Chorus: T-Streets] I—I be getting cake then Watching for the rats and trying not to get snakebit It's that pointing-at-your-face shit And if you scared, you better go and see Mase, bitch David Banner on the beat, ho And I beat the beat up like Deebo I—I—I got the game on TiVo So—So I guess you can say: "The Streets Is Watchin'"