Gudda Gudda - Demolition Freestyle Part 2 lyrics

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] More money, more b**hes More work, more haters, equals more snitches More digits, no, more commas Me affiliated with trendsetters equals more drama Weezy Obama, that's my co-signer You see Osama, in my persona Steamin' like a sauna, sick I need a doctor Stab you fore I drown you, now you just another red lobster Where the b**hes at? I need a head doctor Nice thick & red b**h you f**in' with a top shot-ah Top dolla, n***a Young Money We got old money, dont play dumb money All black whips, all red flags Put that red dot on your head, play head tag Real n***as listen, when I'm preachin' to em' Now we all know money talks, cause I'm speakin' to em' [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Uh-Umm, but I ain't speakin' to em I call my guns jumpers cause my bullets just leapin' to 'em All you boys bustas, so soft, bet the wind blew em' I claim flame, I am just rekindlin' My intuition is get paid But this Glock will knock you back to 5th grade I, school you n***as but none of yous get A's Got a b**h who won't stop till everyone of us get laid Lot of you n***as is son of a b**h made And if your girlfriend utter, I cut her like switch blades Yeah, we ridin' like roller blades Now gon' give me head till it fall off of your shoulder babe I smoke a O a day, that's why I'm so away Mentally mind blown now gon and blow away Yeah, ya'll n***as is super fake I put you n***as on mute, then I mutilate Yeah, I Mac like the computer say My hoes cooperate, I mean co-operate I don't know how to say, oh but I gotta say I just fo' five away till ain't no one alive to say That I fo' five'd away, then I drive away Paper chasin' money runnin' like andale' Better find a way, better not be in our way I'll take you farther than Zimbabwe I make it harder for these wimps I stay on they necks no lettin' up And I tote that can opener, don't make me bust your 7 up Heaven up, hell down, man down, gal down And I keep that hammer do you wanna get nailed down? Better kneel down, cause I am the god I am the hardest mothaf**a to try it before My diet is ya'll, I riot and war Fightin' 'em all, bitin' 'em all, giant or small, I am a dog I can smile at dumb b**hes and brighten 'em all I am a hog, ridin' 'em all I just lay that pipe and I'm off Call me plumber, and give your girl my number, hombre I am a bumble, bee on a humble Your girlfriend want my pickle and my cucumber Tell your boyfriend I'll turn him to a vegetable Break a n***a down to a decimal, I'm tellin' you I'm very cool, unless a fool, f**in' up my revenue I tote that whatever dude, I shoot at whatever dude Just bought a Lamborghini Murcielago And my girl from the bay say it's "hella cool" Wheres the helipad? my helicopter land I shot the man, if I'm not the man Do I go in, or I go in, I'm not your friend, I'm not your kin I make your brain come out your chin Been in the game since the begnnin' Im all about winnin' I look down I see them, when I look up I don't see any You're Pooh like Winnie, do I diddy And I just left, but your boo right with me And Im from never do right city But don't get me wrong, Young Money I'm gone Yeah, Young Moola Baby