some small corrections in Lil' Wayne and Busta's verese:
I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can't even get in!
Ha... LEGGO
Yellow model chick, yellow bottle sippin'
Yellow Lamborghini, yellow top missin'
Yeah yeah, that shit look like a toupee
I get what you get in ten years in two days
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari
Look at me now
Look at me now
Oh
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now (OH)
Look at me now (YEAH)
Fresher than a muh-fuck
Lil' nigga bigger than gorilla
'Cause I'm killin' every nigga that can try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick
If you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slipped and fell on my dick
Oops, I said on my dick
I didn't really mean to say on my dick
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm done
(BUSTA)
L Breezy!
Lemme show you how to keep the dice rollin' when you doin' that thing over there, homie
LESSS GO!
'Cause I feelin' like I'm runnin'
And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
'Cause you know I gotta win every day, day (GO)
See they don't really wanna pop me
Just know that you will never flop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky (NO)
You ain't never gonna stop me
Every time I come, a nigga gotta set it then I gotta go in and I gotta get it
Then I gotta blow it and I gotta shudder any little thing the nigga think he be doin'
'Cause it doesn't matter 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da-da
Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything, a-bada boom, a-bada bing
I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple niggas
That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again and again and again
And I be doin' it to death, and now I move a little foul
A nigga better call a ref, and everybody know my style
And niggas know that I'm the best when it come to doin' this
And I be bangin' on my chest, and I bang in the East
And I bang in the West, and I come to give you more
And I will never give you less, you will hear it in the street
And you can read it in the press, do you really wanna know what's next? (Less go)
See, the way we on, we be all up in the race
And you know we gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace
And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin' in
And we always gotta do it, take it to another place
I gotta taste it, and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut through all this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne, better know I gotta have it (have it)
Look at me now
Look at me now
Oh
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now (OH)
Look at me now (YEAH)
Fresher than a muh-fuck
(WEEZY)
Man, fuck these bitch-ass niggas
How y'all doin'? I'm Lil Tunechi
I'm a nuisance, I go stupid
I go dumb like the Three Stooges
I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit
No, I'm pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that playin’ movies
And my jacuzzi pussy juicy, I
Never give a fuck about a hater
Got money on my radar
Dressed like a skater
Got a big house, came with an elevator
You niggas ain't eatin', fuckin' tell a waiter
Marley said shoot 'em and I said OK
If you on that bullshit, then I'm like OLE
I don't care what you say
So don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque du Soleil
That's word to my flag
And my flag red
I'm outta my head, bitch, I'm outta my mind
From the bottom I climb
You ain't hotter than mine
Nope, not on my time
And I'm not even tryin'
what's poppin' Slime?
Nothin', Five
And if they trippin', fuck them five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive
These niggas is sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight
Bitch, I've been tight since guiding light
And my pockets white and my diamonds white
And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead
You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild
Been here for a while, I was like FUCK TRIAL
I puts it down, I'm so Young Money
If you got eyes, look at me now, bitch!
Look at me now
Look at me now
Oh
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now (OH)
Look at me now (YEAH)
I'm fresher than a muh-fuck
some small corrections in Lil' Wayne and Busta's verese:
I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club You can't even get in! Ha... LEGGO
Yellow model chick, yellow bottle sippin' Yellow Lamborghini, yellow top missin' Yeah yeah, that shit look like a toupee I get what you get in ten years in two days Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J If you get what I get, what would you say? She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi And them suicide doors, Hari Kari
Look at me now Look at me now Oh I'm gettin' paper Look at me now (OH) Look at me now (YEAH) Fresher than a muh-fuck
Lil' nigga bigger than gorilla 'Cause I'm killin' every nigga that can try to be on my shit Better cuff your chick If you with her, I can get her And she accidentally slipped and fell on my dick Oops, I said on my dick I didn't really mean to say on my dick But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I'm done
(BUSTA) L Breezy! Lemme show you how to keep the dice rollin' when you doin' that thing over there, homie LESSS GO!
'Cause I feelin' like I'm runnin' And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away, get away, get away Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop 'Cause you know I gotta win every day, day (GO) See they don't really wanna pop me Just know that you will never flop me And I know that I can be a little cocky (NO) You ain't never gonna stop me Every time I come, a nigga gotta set it then I gotta go in and I gotta get it Then I gotta blow it and I gotta shudder any little thing the nigga think he be doin' 'Cause it doesn't matter 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da-da Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything, a-bada boom, a-bada bing I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple niggas That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again and again and again And I be doin' it to death, and now I move a little foul A nigga better call a ref, and everybody know my style And niggas know that I'm the best when it come to doin' this And I be bangin' on my chest, and I bang in the East And I bang in the West, and I come to give you more And I will never give you less, you will hear it in the street And you can read it in the press, do you really wanna know what's next? (Less go) See, the way we on, we be all up in the race And you know we gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin' in And we always gotta do it, take it to another place I gotta taste it, and I gotta grab it And I gotta cut through all this traffic Just to be at the top of the throne, better know I gotta have it (have it)
Look at me now Look at me now Oh I'm gettin' paper Look at me now (OH) Look at me now (YEAH) Fresher than a muh-fuck
(WEEZY) Man, fuck these bitch-ass niggas How y'all doin'? I'm Lil Tunechi I'm a nuisance, I go stupid I go dumb like the Three Stooges I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit No, I'm pollution, no substitution Got a bitch that playin’ movies And my jacuzzi pussy juicy, I Never give a fuck about a hater Got money on my radar Dressed like a skater Got a big house, came with an elevator You niggas ain't eatin', fuckin' tell a waiter Marley said shoot 'em and I said OK If you on that bullshit, then I'm like OLE I don't care what you say So don't even speak Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque du Soleil That's word to my flag And my flag red I'm outta my head, bitch, I'm outta my mind From the bottom I climb You ain't hotter than mine Nope, not on my time And I'm not even tryin' what's poppin' Slime? Nothin', Five And if they trippin', fuck them five I ain't got no time to shuck and jive These niggas is sweet as pumpkin pie Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight Bitch, I've been tight since guiding light And my pockets white and my diamonds white And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild Been here for a while, I was like FUCK TRIAL I puts it down, I'm so Young Money If you got eyes, look at me now, bitch!
Look at me now Look at me now Oh I'm gettin' paper Look at me now (OH) Look at me now (YEAH) I'm fresher than a muh-fuck
OK OK Is that right? I'm fresher than a muh-fuck!