Gudda Gudda - Demolition Freestyle Pt 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 trend setters equals more drama, Weezy Obama, th-that's my co-signer, You see Osama, in my persona, Steamin' like a sauna, Sick I need a doctor, Stap you before I drown you, Now you just another Red Lobster, Where the b**hes at? I need a head doctor, nice thick and red, b**h you f**in' with a top-shotta, T-t-top dolla' n***a young money, We got old money, Don't play dumb money, All black whips, All red Flags, Put that red dot on yo head, Play head tag, Real n***as missin, When I'm preachin' to 'em, Now we all know money talks cause' I'm speakin to 'em. [Verse 2: Lil'Wayne] But I ain't speakin' to 'em, I call my guns jumpers, Cause' my bullets just leapin' to 'em, All you boys busters, 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***a, but none you's get A's, Got a b**h who won't stop, til' everyone of us get laid, All you n***as is son-of-a-b**h made, And if ya girlfriend utta, I cut her like switch blades, (Yeah) We ride like roller blades, Now gone give me head til' it fall off of you shoulder babe, I smoke all day, that's why I'm so away, Mentally mind blow, now gone and blow away, Yaw n***as just super fake, I put you n***as on mute, Then I mutilate, (Yeah) I mac like the computer say, My hoess coop-er-ate, I mean cooperate, I don't know how to say, Oh but I gotta say, I just 4, 5 away to ain't no one alive to say, That I 4, 5'ed away, Then I drive away, Paper chasin' money runnin like ondalay, Better find a way, Better not be M.I-way, I take it farther than zembabway, I make it harder for the wimps, I stay on they necks no lettin up, And I tote that can opener, Make me bust yo 7-up, Heaven up, Hell down, Man down, Gayle down, And I keep that hammer, Do you wanna get nailed down? Better kneal down, Cause' I am the god, I am the harder mu'f**a to try and before, My diet is shaw, I ryer than wall, 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, Rightin' all, I just lay that pipe and I'm off, Call me plumber, And give your girl my number, Humbra, I am a bumble... bee on the humble, Your girlfriend want my pickle and my cucumber, Tell yo boy-frann I'll turn him to a vegatable, Break a n***a down like a decimal, I'm tellin' you, I'm very cool, Non-less a fool, f**in' up my revenue, I tote that whatever dude, I shoot at whatever dude, Just bought a lambrogini mar-cee-el-lo-goo, And my guuuh' from the bay say it's hella cool, Where's the heli-pad? My helicopter land, I shot the man, If I'm not the man, Do I go in? Or I go in? I'm not yo friend, I'm not yo kin, I'll make your brain come out your chin, Been in the game since the beginning, I'm all about winning, I look down I see them, When I look up I don't see any, You pooh like winnie, Do I diddy? I just left, But your boo right with me, And I'm from never do right city, But don't get me wrong, Young money I'm gone...