[LiL' Wayne:] I tell em' da b**h ride da dick like a new Honda Wit da cops behind her im kinda Sorta watcha calla' Superstar now some on tryin f** some superstars mouth Straight up and the guns come wit the money And the work come with the luggage f** it These n***as talking big wit a rapper budget I get paid off rappers buddy And I ain't f**in wit da rat pack I pull up as any day wit some tap tap And that's that Im the wildest from the the wolfpack Back back U ain't notin but a snack pack And when u runnin don't look back Cuz im be coming out dat back pack Clap clap And rrrat rrrat Yaa young weeza Money over b**hes Reporting to u motherf**ers live from da kitchen [Juelz Santana:] Hahaha a man wayne dey gone be mad at this I mean see n***as already hate u and hate what u do n***as already hate me and hate what I do Them n***as gotta hate wat we do CLS Five hundred AMG kit Know the haters be sick when I drive through Ride through two miles an hour So everybody sees me Bumpin that Carter 2 my n***a weezy Whoo F baby F U Pay me I hustle… cops come I tell em F U Jay see Catch me if you can Im the gingerbread man In the V8 all white sedan Im too cool Inside bu*ter yea tan in da seat Same color as da sand in da beach Im too cool And my money come in boot coozoo So screw u broke dudes who hate me cuz im too cool And u kno I keep da piece on me My gun speaks it own language like E-40 see shorty Da piece pop ya your scream poppa Too late your brains already beachcabla