We Don’t

Lyrics

[Intro: Birdman] Ayy, shawty, you know what I'm sayin' Some niggas palms be sweatin' Some niggas palms be itchy It don't matter, a nigga just gotta get it You know what I'm sayin', nigga We built this shit from the ground up Nigga, The Carter, nigga You know what I'm sayin' We been around the world gettin' money nigga We been to every ghetto, every neighborhood Every project, nigga We worldwide hustlas, nigga (Believe that, bitch) You know what I'm sayin' Let's get them niggas, let's ride shawty [Verse 1: Birdman] Indictments, got us conspiracy for murder Five young niggas uptown servants Word, they bird curvin' for servin' Look, the worstest of the worst is shootin' out like they George Gervin Bitch, and we was raised in these war times Jail also made men in these hard times And don't cry, I'ma get mines, so pray for me I'm on the block, on the grind, mama, pray for me So nigga, respect my G, respect my grind Nigga, respect how I eat, respect my mind Nigga, respect this heat When these niggas out of line, nigga, we dress up and creep Woah, shawty, I'ma blow they whole block Fuckin' with a soldier, mastermind his own plot Third-ward survivor, uptown madness Killin' is a hobby, jackin' is a habit, bitch [Chorus: Lil Wayne] We don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us And then pump 'em, make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash motherfuckin' money, baby C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us And then pump 'em, make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash motherfuckin' money, baby, c'mon [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] The murder man, picture me lurkin' Right up behind ya curtains, nine's squirtin' And you could hear it when it's hurtin' But if I hear him hurtin', I'll walk over and merk him for certain I took over the circus 'Cause I'ma act a clown if you put your feet down on my surface I walk around, fo' pound and surface To spin ya ass around in circles, you urkel Blood run up out ya earth, now you purple Your homeboy get hit first, but you worser Now, you headed to the skies above And I'm go and get high with ya bitch in the club Yeah, life's a bitch and death's her husband And you gonna have to meet him if you keep on fuckin' her And you gonna have to meet us if you keep on fuckin' up But you don't want see them CMB blood knuckle up [Chorus: Lil Wayne] We don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us And then pump 'em, make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash motherfuckin' money, baby C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us And then pump 'em, make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash motherfuckin' money, baby, c'mon [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Shoot him in his head so he remember Because of that, mama, I'll be gone 'till November I be back next winter in a hummer on spinners Them niggas on the block say them boys gon' get 'em But them niggas on the block don't know the toys come with him Tell ya boy come and get me, if I go, he goin' with me I'm hoping y'all feel me, I told y'all what the dealy Ya open up ya face, I'ma open up the semi I open up ya kidneys, now ya floatin' up the Missi- Ssippi river, nigga, play with deep water, now ya swimmin' Silly, you play with me, Carter, now ya missin' Really, I shoot ya in ya head and make you feel it And even though I be the man with the milli's When the shit go down, I be the man with the milli's Beef cranberry on the ceilin' This is the Carter, bitch, welcome to my buildin', c'mon [Chorus: Lil Wayne] We don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us And then pump 'em, make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash motherfuckin' money, baby C'mon, we don't give a fizzuck, my nigga, we young and bizzuck We'll fuck a nigga's shit up if nigga is fuckin' with us And then pump 'em, make 'em lift up, hit 'em up and be out And we out for cash motherfuckin' money, baby, c'mon [Outro: Lil Wayne] Wish a nigga would say something, [?] Standin' right here, guns up, boy Weezy F, Birdman Holla back