weezy x nardis

[Intro: Sample]

Is that an interview you actually gave with Katie Couric?

Is that an interview I actually gave with Katie Couric? What’s your name again?

Well, that’s not the question

What’s his name?

Pete Ross

Huh?

Pete Ross

Pete Ross, that’s a stupid-ass question

[Verse: Lil Wayne]

Howdy-do, motherfuckers, it's Weezy Baby

Niggas bitching and I gotta tote the

Haha! Listen close, I got duct tape and rope

I leave you missing like the fucking O'Bannon's

One hand on my money, one hand on my buddy

That's the AK-47, make his neighborhood love me

Bullets like birds, you can hear them bitches humming

Don't let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach

Niggas know I'm sick: I don't spit, I vomit—got it?

One egg short of the omelet

Simon says: "Shoot a nigga in his thigh and leg

And tell him, 'Catch up,' like mayonnaise"; um—

I'm the sickest nigga doing it—bet that, baby

These other niggas dope; I'm wet crack, baby, yes!

Get back, get back, boy, this a setback

Clumsy-ass niggas slip and fall into a death trap

Rest assured, I rest in a azure

Me and my chauffer gotta

Sometimes I gotta let my girl hold the

I think I'm bout to put some pearl on the

Yeah! and guess what boy?

You know a nigga just got papers on the

And I just got off paper for the

Now I can go and get some paper with this

What you on?

Them boys pussy, born without a backbone

And if you strapped, we can trade like the Dow Jones

Wet him up, I hope he got his towel on

I aim at the moon, and get my howl on

Some niggas cry wolf, I'm on that dry Kush

And when it come to that paper, I stack books ha

You heard what I said

I can put you on your feet or put some money on ya head

Life ain't cheap, you better off dead if you can't pay the fee

Shout out my nigga fee

See, every motherfucker at the door don't get a key

You're outside looking in, so tell me what you see

It's about money, it's bigger than me

I told my homies, "don't kill him, bring the nigga to me"

Yeah, don't miss, you fucking with the hitman

Kidnap a nigga, make him feel like a kid again

[Interlude: Sample #2]

Maybe you weren't always that way

But I believe you're that way now

I didn't really see it before

I made a terrible mistake

I shouldn't have hurt you

I should never have broken up with you

I love you, and I understand if you don't feel the same way

But trust me, I'll never hurt you again, I swear

Young Moolah baby

[Outro: Sample]

Did you perform at the Virgin Mobile Music Fest in 2008 with Kanye West?

I don’t know, but I know I did perform at this bad-ass bitch birthday party recently. She was crazy, stupid thick

Didn’t you win —

I don’t know

The award for best rap album of the year in —

I don’t know

2008 for Tha Carter III?

I don’t know

Mr. Carter, you have to wait until the attorney has finished asking the question please

I’m sorry, that’s my psychic. I’m sorry