Got Me A Model

[Lil' Wayne talking]

(itz the boy...Weezy boy. ayy)

[Verse 1]

They call me hot boy, hot boy

I got the block steamin'

U not even on my pedalster you fed it to a boss cap daddy

See me peddlin' dat Bentley, how i floss that daddy

21's on all pro's, Randy Moss that daddy

You caught that daddy

Weezy pass like i got quarterback tac with balla status

Hard to manage wit all this cabbage

But i show how to do it though

Coogi top, with a Louie flo'

The homie gotta Nike style but a Gucci flow

Gucci tile, white Nike, Gucci's soul

I'm mil' youngin', hoppin' out a G500

Lookin' like i just rolled out a dugeon

Lookin' like i just smoke a whole onion

I'm wild like dat

I know this ain't amaetur night, but might crowd might clap

You these ain't camera's, right

So watch out when we snap

Itz the SQAD la la la la la la

....and i'm thuggin'...i'm ridin'..i'm wit fee fee...

I wit fee fee and u know we probably high then

A ma'thafuka....and iz crazy..and u can holla at cha boy WEEZY BABY

[Chorus 2x]

I don't know about u

But i'm a young sqader, do it 4 my crew and thatz the young sqad

[Verse 2]

They call me D-boy, d-boy

The block pharmacist

Man just take two of these and call me in the morning

I pump at the gates double

I raise my hustle

Cause these dayz fedz iz ya brothaz

And though i'm 5"6

I long my weight thru that job shit

And reply to it iz....sqad shit

I love my poppa..but he died quick

But i bet he taught me how to make a make a 5 million off a 5 cent

Letz get these plates dirty dirty

Letz break down a birdy

Bakin' soda or triplin' flour..it don't look too different

Pop ya colla man, we on some big pimpin' shit

The blue colla man, I'm on some brick shiften shit

Holla at cha mack daddy, mommy

I'm in the cut

Not even an hour i'm in ya gutz

Not even an hour i'm back up in tha cut...tossin' it up

Hard up baby, we SQAD UP

...holla back

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]

They say I'm Weezy the fuckin' boy

Oh boy

The block need me man, i'm the streetz vocal cord

The heatz out the posta boy

And i ain't won a damn thang on 106

But i'm the hoods posta boy

Flow 4 yall

I'm that nigga come thru in the truck

Rockin' ya favortie song

Ridin' slow 4 yall

I get that dope 4 yall

I'm like a soda machine

Just slide ya money in me and i get that coke to yall

Wit Raj on the music

And Weezy spittin' to it

We get that dope to yall

You open

Hopin' a nigga fall but naw

Homey me smokin' like Marlboro's

Man we shinin' like some Armoral

I'm reclinin' in a boxster with a barbie doll

And both of they tops off like itz Mardi Gras

And both of my Glocks spark

I'm a murderer

Thatz in case you never heard of one

A YOUNG SQADER