Lyrics

[Intro: Brisco & Lil Wayne] Hahaha Uh-oh Brisco The new Cash Money (Believe that) Hahaha Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah) [Verse 1: Brisco] I'm from the cocaine era, packs in my stroller Two beepers and a flip, StarTAC Motorola (What up?) Bally silks (Ugh), Kangol tilts (Killin' 'em) Stand straight when the boss talkin', hush your lips Mob-affiliated contract hits I live street, declare war when you want that beef (If you want that beef, yeah) Talk cheap, get money, I was taught to ride Loyalty came first, and we don't switch no sides I'm a savage of the block, nickel rocks and heroin hopes (Yeah) I walked the ghetto like them, but I was takin' my notes (I was takin' my notes, Wayne) Certified goon (Yeah), the lock's on standby (What up?) I just need a couple real niggas I can stand by (Yeah, CMB) A bad bitch with hips (Uh) And two niggas on the interstate takin' them trips (Let's get it, 12, let's get it) I'm into carats like Bugs Bunny (Yeah) Young Brisco (Uh), the new Cash Money (Haha) [Interlude: Lil Wayne & Brisco] Wayne Yeah Hello, world Haha That was the homie Brisco I am Weezy F. B. And we are them Cash Money boys You dig? Hah, yeah [Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Brisco] One, reportin' live from the Boot (Yeah) I'm killing these bitches, Young Wayne Carruth (Kill 'em, Wayne) Untamed and loose, blunts, drank and juice What was once a spark, into a flame, it grew I don't complain to you, don't complain to me Everybody got beef and I just came to eat I'm in the game for keeps, if you in my lane, I beep (Uh) I been runnin' this shit and I never sprained my knee And guess who came home? Ronnie the OG (Yeah) He still on papers, nigga, we never free And for my homie Streets, I'ma twist one up He can't even hit the kush, he gotta piss in a cup (Uh) What is this on my wrist? Shit is sicker than uh Yo, Brisco, there ain't a sky bigger than us (Man) What's good? I'm in Diamonds, is you tippin' or what? (Yeah) I took your bitch and she ain't comin' back to work for a month, Weezy Baby [Interlude: Lil Wayne & Brisco] That's cool (Let 'em live, Weez) You already know what it is Uh, uh-huh Yeah, don't be scared now Tell 'em, tell 'em (We just got started) 'Cause I already told 'em (Yeah, uh) But they didn't wanna hear me (Now) Come on, go [Verse 3: Lil Wayne & Brisco] I'm in the all-red Flying Spur on Asantis (Yeah) With a bad redbone that look something like Ashanti (Okay) Light brown, a southern-tan Modena I'm with a light brown thick thing like Trina, um You probably seen us (Uh-huh) Ripping the streets with no top between us You're so genius That's my word, you know I got you, twin (You know I got you, twin) You a real nigga, dog, thanks for lettin' me in (Believe that) Yeah, he in the game now, and I'm bettin' he win And I'm the rap landlord just collectin' my rent I put the house on Lil' Bris', we gon' eat this year (We gon' eat this year) Silence for the real niggas who ain't see this year (Hold up) Open your eyes, open your eyes, Cash Money has a new face (Yeah, uh) And we gon' tie the shit up like a shoelace (Uh) And that's me, the young hood messiah '07, I'ma set the fucking hood on fire (Yes, sir) [Interlude: Lil Wayne & Brisco] Yeah C-C-C-CMB, hah Young Money Listen, man Weezy and Brisco Get ready As a matter of fact, you ain't [Outro: Brisco] CMB P-O-E E-Class, what it does? Brisco, Big Chuck, what it does? Triple C's, Street Mob, G-12 Yeah Slim and Baby, what it is? We gon' eat this year Uh The whole faculty The whole mob Yeah I know