Lil Wayne
4-4 bulldog my muthaf**in' pet
I point it at you and tell that muthaf**a fetch
I'm f**ing her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get p**y mouth and a** call that b**h triple threat
When I was in jail she let me call her collect
But if she get greedy imma starve her to d**h
Top down
It's upset
Been f**in' the world and n***a I ain't cum yet
You f** with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck
The flight too long I got a bed on the jet
The guns are drawn and I ain't talking 'bout a sketch
I pay these n***as with a reality check
Prepared for the worst but still praying for the best
This game is a b**h I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep, so Weezy can't rest
And AK-47 is my f**ing address, huh
Rick Ross
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car (ugh, ugh)
I got a chopper in the car (ugh, ugh)
I got a chopper in the car
Lil Wayne
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and co*k it and hit them n***as where it hurts
If I die today, Remember Me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
Rick Ross
Big black n***a in an icy watch
Shoes on the coupe, b**h I got a Nike shop
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a Nike box
Grinding in my Jordans kick 'em off they might be high
Swish!
I'm swimming in a yellow b**h (boss)
In a red 911 looking devilish
Red beam make a b**h n***a sit down
Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive in a n***a dope
Make it come back even harder than before
Baby I'm the only one that paid your condo
Well connected got k**ers off in Chicago
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car (ugh, ugh)
I got a chopper in the car (ugh, ugh)
I got a chopper in the car
Lil Wayne
Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
Roll up and co*k it and hit them n***as where it hurts
If I die today, Remember Me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
Talk stupid get ya head popped
I got that Esther, b**h I'm red fox
Big B's, Red Sox
I get money to k** time, dead clocks
You f**in' with a n***a who don't give a f**
Empty the clip, then roll the window up
p**y-n***a sweet, you n***as Cinnabon
I'm in a red b**h, she said she finna cum
200 dolla on the chain, I don't need a piece
That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
Dark shades, Eazy-E
Five letters: YMCMB
b**h-a** n***a
p**y-a** n***a
I see you lookin', what you lookin' at n***a
You know the rules: k** 'em all and keep movin'
If I died today, it'd be a holiday, huh
Rick Ross
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car so don't make it come alive
Rip yo a** apart, then I pull myself together
YMCMB, double M, we rich forever (huh)
The bigger the bullet the more that b**h go bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint
Red Lamborghini 'till I gave it to my b**h
My first home invasion, pocket gain and forty bricks
Son of a b**h, then I made a great escape
Ain't it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa Claus
n***as gather round, got gifts for each and all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble that's the double up
If you get in trouble that just mean you f**in' up
It's a cold world, I need a bird to cuddle up
I call the plays, muthaf**a' huddle up
Lil Wayne
I'm not a star, somebody lied
I got a chopper in the car