[Intro: Lil Wayne & DJ Drama]
I'm ready, ah-ah-ow
Rest in peace Pimp C, yeah
Gangsta Grizzillz
Let me spark up first
A dedication
I'm ready, ah-ah-ow
Rest in peace to Kid Stewart (Trendsetter)
Rest in peace Pimp C, yeah
Rest in peace my nigga Jax, biggest racks
Gangsta Grizzills
Let me spark up first
Let you know what the fuck is goin' on (D3)
That Dedication 3
Count it
One, two, three
DJ Drama (Dramatic, nigga)
Yeah
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Money-makin' Weezy, Weezy makin' money
I keep my dick in my pants, but them hoes take it from me
I go to sleep on Monday and I wake up Sunday
I go to sleep with money and wake up with money
Man, I'm on 'bout five of 'em
My girl so thick, you can see her ass from the side of her
Haha, your girl just came in the booth
Somebody better get her a flammable suit
I got that bitch jumpin' like a kangaroo
Ain't a thing to do but bang, then screw
I live in the cloud like the angels do
Hey, traffic, let my Vanquish through (Gangsta Grizzillz)
Ayy, ma, this what I think of you
I wanna fuck your head off and fuck your ankles loose
Then drink the juice, I'm dangerous
I got her clothes fallin' off like the hanger loose
Mm, I be the monster in her closet
She wanna go to Mars, I tell her hop on top my rocket
Five, four, three, two, one, takeoff
John Travolta with the head, I suck your face off
Tell your man take that cape off
I put his ass in the pocket like the eight-ball
Wait, y'all, I never been tall
But if I stand on my money, I'll be with God
Like hallelujah, baby
It's, it's Young Mula, baby
[Interlude: Gudda Gudda]
Y'all niggas stupid
Alright, look, uh
[Verse 2: Gudda Gudda]
Young Gudda
Put the gun to your head, make it pop like a bubble
When I pop off, you in trouble
Gat to your waist, click-clack, make his fuckin' knees buckle
Look at these suckas (Gudda), talkin' that bullshit
They don't know Gudda got a full clip and I pull shit
Leave your stupid ass wet like a pool, bitch, I don't bullshit, no
Leave a bitch nigga stinkin' like bullshit
Gudda ain't the nigga you should fool with, no (Gudda)
These niggas know me, nigga, knife like Shinobi, nigga
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Your mother owe me, nigga
Your brother pay me, nigga, your sister lay me, nigga
And I made your wife suck my Weezy F. babies, nigga
I'm still a crazy nigga, fuckin' right, I'm wildin'
Nigga, I just made a hundred fuckin' million dollars
Nigga, I ain't even gotta rhyme
Nigga, I just made a hundred fuckin' million dollars
