Hit me
Yeah
Right in the sternum this time T-Baby shit
You already know
You already know
You already know
Uh damn
Shit
This that hustler music
Young Weezy got that motherfuckin' hustler music
So ride to it y'all
Vibe to it y'all
Damn
Goddamn
Mix done hit a nigga in his head with this one
Imma paint the city red with this one
I'm ahead with this one
See you fuckin' with the boy who tote toys way before
Christmas
No assistance, just that persistence with that commitment, if
I don't get it somebody gon' die tonight
I know my vibe is tight and I deserve the throne
And if the kid ain't right then let me die in this song
See I be ridin', just ridin' alone
With my daddy on my mind like You gotta be kiddin'
How the hell you ain't here to see your prince do his thing
Sometimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king
Shall be so I be who I be, that's me
That's Weezy F Baby and please say the motherfuckin'
So I be who I be, that's me
That's Weezy F Baby and please say the motherfuckin'
Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do for me and you
And we eatin'
So bitch why the fuck is you trippin'
I'm takin' these chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge if the money don't move
Then I won't budge
Won't budge
No I won't budge no
Lord
Money is the motivation
Facin' the avenue
Back touchin' the wall
Got the weed, got the gun
Gotta run when I hear the bird call
Damn
Hop in that thing and murk off
Swerve off
You know me
They call me Birdman Junior
Anybody murderer if Birdman sponsor it
Phantom of the Opera
All black, guap tint, locked in
I can let them shots out
You can't get no shots in
Bulletproof
Leave a nigga with a bullet-roof
Shoot ya in your mouth
Leroy, they call him bullet-tooth
I'm like
What it do, what it do
There's a full court pressure
I'm just goin' for the two
If I'm open for the three
Imma take it in a second
Even if there's one second
Imma make it, it's nothin'
I don't take it for granted
I don't take it for nothin'
I take it for what it's worth to the dirt motherfucker yeah
Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do for me and you
And we eatin'
So bitch why the fuck is you trippin'
I'm takin' these chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge if the money don't move
Then I won't budge
Won't budge
No I won't budge no
Lord
I ain't never killed nobody
I promise and I promise if you try me he gon' have to rewind this track
And make me go back
That thing'll go Rrat
That boy'll lay flat, so flat
That act is what I perform amongst you haters
Got nina in my palm and I'm masturbatin'
Black Peter Pan, fly 'till I die
What you sayin'
Bathing Ape, Yves Saint
Evisu what I stay in
Got me feelin' like Scarface
Light the Cohiba
Streets reply I look right in a four-seater
You know I be out here right in a four-seater
Top floor of the Four Seasons
Four of them whores
And they all know how to cook it up
And look I got some
And only one know how to bag
Bitch bundle up
See it's a cold world so homie bundle up
We ain't on this grind for nothin' now get your hustle up
Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do for me and you
And we eatin'
So bitch why the fuck is you trippin'
I'm takin' these chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge if the money don't move
Then I won't budge
Won't budge
No I won't budge no
Lord
Baby you gotta know that I'm just out here
Doin' what I gotta do for me and you
And we eatin'
So bitch why the fuck is you trippin'
I'm takin' these chances
My head to the sky
My feet on the ground
My fingers to the judge if the money don't move
Then I won't budge
Won't budge
No I won't budge no
Lord
Man man
This be that hustler music
Young Weezy got that motherfuckin' hustler music y'all
So ride to it y'all and vibe to it y'all
I'm askin' y'all please, please
Young Weezy got that hustler music
Young Weezy got that motherfuckin' hustler music
Ride to it y'all
Vibe to it y'all
Vibe to it y'all
Yeah yeah woah
It's real shit man
It's real talk man
It's how we do it, how we did it
How we done it ayy
It's real shit man
It's real talk boy
It's how we do it, how we did it
How we done it
I ain't braggin', I ain't boastin'
It's the way it go
I ain't braggin', I ain't boastin'
It's the way it is
Better guard your kids
Guard your face
Better guard your body
We warned the place
We here
Fuck bitches
It's Young Money
Nigga
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