Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne] Yep, you guessed it I came back Ha, I came back around Yeah, I came back I came back, back, I came back around Yeah! So honored I am to have you back at the dinner table, feasters Came back for seconds, people, yes! [Verse: Lil Wayne] Back door, back room, young nigga still switchin' Young nigga still pitchin', naked bitches in the kitchen Wishin' that I'd kiss em but I just missed em Get my money, then I dismiss em Lil' Marley still set trippin' He got a bigger pistol now He say he ain't missin'—you can't miss him He's the skinny dude with da dreads, high yellow-red That's always my blood, so we forever bled You ain't got to go upstairs, you know what's up there Bitches and cookware, hell yeah, fuck yeah You know you smell dat cocaine, tough air It's been a long time comin', but I come up fair I ain't complainin'; I'm hydroplanin' Let Capo smash the plaintiff Now I'm over the sink, tryin' to think and find the kinks To strengthen Italian links There is no brakes, no alarms Just guns, weed, triggers and bitches The thicker the bitches, the bigger the brick is, shit Niggas on some bitch shit but (A change gon' come) And when it do, you better get with it Tha Carter 2 triple-exquisite So bring your friends on your next visit—let's get it The livin room still gata bunch of youngins in it Jus waitin on a blunt to hit it and trill comin with it And Blake probably in the basement on his calisthetics And Tez probably in the office, bein a mathematician That's catty-corner to my bedroom; lady in it Who only wants Weezy' baby in it Yeah, maybe when I finish gettin' this butter, I'll touch you But I can't love you; I ain't Usher—I'm all Southern All brother, you could call the authority Got you wonderin' how; money got the law ignorin me Yeah, like I ain't bringin in four a week And I need more streets The house need sheetrock You could hear it all da way down the block 'Cause when you sleep not, we at work, pops Ain't no stopwatch, ain't no clocks up When we leave, all you gotta do is put the pots up We eatin' cheese and bread, we stocked up So you could put your eggs and tots up, it's not us When I wake up, I pop up Another day, another dollar—bitch, holla This time I've exercised my power So now I'm singin in da shower A li'l deodorant, a lil' howard Johnson Forty bags of powder, get the keys off the counter I walk out the door and smell a flower Now I'm about to go get into this album Welcome