Lyrics

[Intro] Kush Good kush, yup [Chorus] Weezy dip, dip, Wayne set, set And I grip TECs, leave 'em waterbed wet And I know just where to put these hollow tips His chest, his chest, his chest [Verse 1] Yeah Ayo, I take on a gang of gangs, anything, animals, orangutans Gorillas turn to Bathing Apes when I make it rain I got a whole collection, I got a dope connection I got a coke connection, I got a dough infection No homo, my flow is as hard as an erection So that's why it's fuck the world with protection Pay attention to the lecture My words carry life like a stretcher Yeah, you know young Wayne in here Smellin' teen spirit like Kurt Cobain was here Yeah, yeah, we got them things in here And we will bang in here, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And the bank is here, Lincolns here, Grantses here Jacksons here, Franklins here, them dead motherfuckers And the drank is here, dank is here, stank in here Gangstas here, wanksters fear that red motherfucker And my city hot, ride with the itchy cock Coupe with the titties pop, motherfuck a city cop And I got the haters like, "When will he stop?" Maybe a minute after never, set your clocks I'm a nutcase, Uptown's my birthplace They feel me comin' like the weekend on Thursday [Chorus] We got Vegas chips, nigga, bet, bet I hope you boys ready because I'm jet set And when I come up in the building, you already know Bitch wet, bitch wet, bitch wet, fuck now Yeah [Verse 2] Yes, um Gloves, draws, socks, tees, all made by Ralph Lauren No shades, just my eyeballs watchin' 'em, tattoos on top of them Igloos for watches and champagne for breakfast And sports cars for lunch and pussy for dinner I eat rappers and call it pussy for dinner, yeah Ask the paparazzi, I'm in the Maserati Ridin' shotty, bad bitch, Clyde and Bonnie I call her Kami, that's short for kamikaze She call me daddy and never short with daddy money It's Weezy Baby, shine like a brass monkey I'm never broke, never have a cast on me Always paid, always got cash on me I gotta feed, the pockets of my pants hungry I'm a Phantom hauler, a shooter, not a brawler And your girlfriend's a determined Carter caller Control a bitch and let a nigga hold a bitch I put her on the corner, shit, I let her make a porno flick She will play the role again whenever she roll again Pop a pill and roll again, now we on the road again Yeah, I work her, work her Tell her be my slave, bitch, I'm paid Out my cage, I just can't feel my face With Santana, we wild riders like Al-Qaeda Supreme Dada, Young Moolah, Bird Junior [Outro] Yeah Ha