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[Chorus - Blaque and (Mannie Fresh)]
Push Impalas and Caprice`s (Believe that daddy) Starch flat no creases (Believe that daddy) Got that work, you a D boy (Believe that daddy) You a H-O-T Boy (Believe that daddy) Do ya Bentley got them hoes (Believe that daddy) That`s, that weed smell in yo clothes (Believe that daddy) Bet a hunderd, shoot a hundred (Believe that daddy) It`s my block, I run it (Believe that daddy) Got them 20`s on ya ride (Believe that daddy) Got the gator inside (Believe that daddy) Fine bitch, bow-leg (Believe that daddy) And she go both ways (Believe that daddy) Slugged up in the front (Believe that daddy) Got a trunk full of bump (Believe that daddy) Got cribs, cars, bikes, dykes (Believe that daddy) `Cause that`s what hoes like (Believe that daddy) Now I do it for the ladies, do it for the ladies I do cause I wanna push a cat-eye Mercedes I do it for my dudes, do it for my dudes All the niggas on the block that got that work to move (Verse 1 - Lil` Wayne) It`s Weezy baby, young and from the Dirty South Get up your dope, I`m putting birdies out Like thirty in my mouth, so I can say Fuck you bitch you still ain`t got a dirty mouth The hood still ain`t got over the drout So you should sleep on your roof, just to watch over ya house Nigga we tymin`, the cost of my watch over ya house I`m a boss man, I watch over the South Jazze Pha, let`s hop in the Lammy (Lamborghini) Stop by Sammy, chill in the hood, you good, you family My boys like to pull them blammies, and big pimp Mami suck dick `til she pull your hammy, homey You know we only, keepin it gangsta Deep in the Range, 17 in the chamber All I need is my banger, nigga it`s Weezy This shit is over somebody cue me (Chorus) (Verse 2 - Lil` Wayne) You don`t wanna play wit me, I touch you man Lose ya man in a tussle, but y`all don`t see me Y`all can`t hear me, this a def jam, call me Russell, man I played on Martin, call me hustle, man And now y`all know I`m the yee-yo muscle, man But on the under, I got that wonder, to stop that thunder That rumble in the side of ya stomach, piled on water How do you want it, come through in a Coupe powder blue or High with water, how do you want it man Ay, I towed a lot of tullies dun, I den broke a lot of hoopties dun I den drove a lot of QP`s from, here and there on the road For the nigga gotta move his son, and I show you how to do this son That`s, that boy Weezy We, CMB, BITACH, and ya stunned (Chorus)
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