Lyrics

[Chorus] My name is, my name is My name is Weezy Baby, and I'm high— Like maintenance, I'm smokin' I'm drinkin', leanin' daily, like— Hi! My name is—you know what my name is Bitch, I'm famous, like Tom Brady And hi—your name is? Not important Who cares? Not Weezy Baby, ugh [Verse 1] Wake up, I see "bad bitch, bad bitch, bad bitch" Ugh, makeup on my pillows make me mad, bitch Without no makeup, I see that bitch as just average Ugh, Uber, Uber, Uber, Uber, Taxi Looking at my Rollie, I got boogers on my Rollie 'Bout to hook up with my whoadie Got the hook-up on that codeine Got the sugar for your nose ring Got the blooka, I'm reloading And according to my darling, this dick feels so damn rewarding I'm reporting out of shorty, she so naughty, me so horny Kilo on me like I'm Tony, break it down to Rice-A-Roni Take her out, look like she lonely I'm gon' candlelight the moment I'ma vandalize the pussy She told him "My phone was roaming," ugh She be moaning 'til the morning, I be goin' in I be on it, I be in it, I'm like Foreman on the grill And I got doormen at the entrance They got pistols in they trenches They got rituals, religion And I'm like, "Bitch, you know I'm sipping 'til I die" [Chorus] My name is Lil Wayne, bitch Weezy F. Baby, ha Her name went from whatever-it-was To "Lil Wayne' bitch"—now, that's crazy And I, I camed in, regained strength Re-banged it, rotation Her guy? He's nameless, he ain't shit Always on the same shit—poor baby [Verse 2] I pour up so much, they call me "Pour Baby" Kush man, I need a sack like Charles Haley Sipping to the Big Moe, I'm the Barre Baby Sip got me moving slow, but my thoughts racing, err! My long days give me short patience My heart vacant, awards taken What in tarnation? No information, no statements Young Mula, old moolah, moolah all ages Ha-Hallelujah, I'm the Hollygrove 2Pac Roc-A-Fella, new rock, hundred K in a shoebox AK and a new Glock go, "Wop-bap-ba-loo-bop" Pray the vest you got save you like a coupon Hustle 'til my dreadlock is grey as some Poupon Every day is my birthday: I'm a newborn Stay on my toes, ask a shoehorn I ain't got no roof on, gettin' my No Ceilings 2 on [Chorus] And hi, I'm brainless, I'm stainless Entertainment: His lady And, um, if she ain't thick, then she ain't it I can't fuck with a slim lady I tried, but Superhead keep complaining Bitch ancient, bitch shady, and she tired Okay, then—I'm skatin' Doing tricks—call me "'Trick Swayze" [Verse 3] Okay, In other news and other niggas' hoes Your wife taste like Honey Nut Cheerios I'm in the mirror, like "Ooh, baby" Who needs a miracle when I got you, baby? Pimpin' in my last life; I'm the shit, you ass-wipe Beat the pussy, cat fight, my teeth look like a flashlight Weed is like a airline, 'cause easily, I'm that high Fistful of money: Mix some green in with your black eye Greedy like a fat guy, I'll eat a nigga franchise I beat him by a landslide, a leader like a rabbi I'm leading by halftime; he bleeding, I'm a vampire His body in the trunk with his feet all on my Alpines We the niggas—that's right, we all that and fries Y'all on standby, my broads got cat eyes Traphouse landlines, boom like landmines All my bitches allies with "Tune" on they backside [Chorus] So hi, my name is on her anus On her cranium, bitch cravin' And I'm fly, and I'm wavy, and her name is Bust-It-Baby And hi, my name is in your mouth, it must be tasty—gone!