And who i be? Weezy Baby, and honey please, say the baby, And I got em on they knees, saying baby, Im a goodfella, they bout to make me But I been made ho, I been paid ho, I spent 2000 dollas on these shades ho' I'm red hot, I'm ice cold I got enough cheese, keep me out that mice hole I got nice hoes, I got bad bitches Yea, Daddy's rich I got their bitches
[Chorus] Hey where we from, new orleans Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes And what we drink? (drank) That lean (lean) Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!) And what we smoke? That piffy (you know) Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) Presidential shit, monica lewinsky
[Verse 1] Back for the M*tha F*ckn title its your idle, Get money 'til I die, got my hand on the bible I'm a scrap what I'm writing wit a hand full of rifle If ya man feelin Eifel, Imma make his ass leeeeaaan Yeeah, 60 grand cut the lights on, 40 grand for the floor cut the mic on Thats right ho, Hawaiian punch sprite so purple wit the 'tuss Bitch I'm on that leaaaan, Yeah, and I'm on that green Won a championship I'm still on that team Yeah, and I'm ya woman's dream, And If ya feelin' cold man Imma blow that steam (PFFFF) Hah, and I'm so damn clean These leaves cost a stack, that's throw back jeans You wouldn't know that you don't roll like me We in the building everything cool until i scream (yeah)
[Chorus] Hey where we from, new orleans Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes And what we drink? (drank) That lean (lean) Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!) And what we smoke? That piffy (you know) Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) Presidential shit, monica lewinsky
[Verse 2] Ridin' in the caddy mo' Blowin like sachmo I'm highly strapped low Baby go from what ya know Tinteds turn pictures change new photo different frame Money up, champagne, still posin', same game Cash money still, do it for the money Gotta black car, grey car, gas car, green car Backyard theme park, front yard car show I'm somewhere in the house And it's like where's waldo? Ten bricks straight powder air cargo Weezy F. straight hustlin' no barcode You don't know what my heart holds, straight fuel Take ya bitch from the club make her ass a mule Put some weight on her back make her ass move She give daddy money back that's a fast move 40 G's one chain, that's a man jewels 45 for the Jag dude
[Chorus] Hey where we from, new orleans Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes And what we drink? (drank) That lean (lean) Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!) And what we smoke? That piffy (you know) Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) Presidential shit, monica lewinsky
[Verse 3] Uh, smooth out my mansion to my whip I leave the bullshit inside wit my bitch I move the heavy ass gun from my hip Then I sit the same heavy ass strap on my lap I'm steady as crack wit the strap I'm heavy as da-white but Dwayne not fat I'm right like Betty and the fetti is the facts The Birdman Junior holla back where ya stack I'm just tryin' to let my hair back And chill where they got some air at, Ya hear dat? Champagne clear liquor put that beer back Got work so cheap it's on Sears racks Holla at me on the low I take care of that And feds buy mixtapes yeah I'm aware of that But this here is the suffix you scared of dat When you get shot you know where ya at And where we from NEW ORLEANS
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Copy to Clipboard: And who i be? Weezy Baby, and honey please, say the baby, And I got em on they knees, saying baby, Im a goodfella, they bout to make me But I been made ho, I been paid ho, I spent 2000 dollas on these shades ho' I'm red hot, I'm ice cold I got enough cheese, keep me out that mice hole I got nice hoes, I got bad bitches Yea, Daddy's rich I got their bitches
[Chorus] Hey where we from, new orleans Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes And what we drink? (drank) That lean (lean) Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!) And what we smoke? That piffy (you know) Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) Presidential shit, monica lewinsky
[Verse 1] Back for the M*tha F*ckn title its your idle, Get money 'til I die, got my hand on the bible I'm a scrap what I'm writing wit a hand full of rifle If ya man feelin Eifel, Imma make his ass leeeeaaan Yeeah, 60 grand cut the lights on, 40 grand for the floor cut the mic on Thats right ho, Hawaiian punch sprite so purple wit the 'tuss Bitch I'm on that leaaaan, Yeah, and I'm on that green Won a championship I'm still on that team Yeah, and I'm ya woman's dream, And If ya feelin' cold man Imma blow that steam (PFFFF) Hah, and I'm so damn clean These leaves cost a stack, that's throw back jeans You wouldn't know that you don't roll like me We in the building everything cool until i scream (yeah)
[Chorus] Hey where we from, new orleans Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes And what we drink? (drank) That lean (lean) Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!) And what we smoke? That piffy (you know) Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) Presidential shit, monica lewinsky
[Verse 2] Ridin' in the caddy mo' Blowin like sachmo I'm highly strapped low Baby go from what ya know Tinteds turn pictures change new photo different frame Money up, champagne, still posin', same game Cash money still, do it for the money Gotta black car, grey car, gas car, green car Backyard theme park, front yard car show I'm somewhere in the house And it's like where's waldo? Ten bricks straight powder air cargo Weezy F. straight hustlin' no barcode You don't know what my heart holds, straight fuel Take ya bitch from the club make her ass a mule Put some weight on her back make her ass move She give daddy money back that's a fast move 40 G's one chain, that's a man jewels 45 for the Jag dude
[Chorus] Hey where we from, new orleans Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes And what we drink? (drank) That lean (lean) Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!) And what we smoke? That piffy (you know) Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) Presidential shit, monica lewinsky
[Verse 3] Uh, smooth out my mansion to my whip I leave the bullshit inside wit my bitch I move the heavy ass gun from my hip Then I sit the same heavy ass strap on my lap I'm steady as crack wit the strap I'm heavy as da-white but Dwayne not fat I'm right like Betty and the fetti is the facts The Birdman Junior holla back where ya stack I'm just tryin' to let my hair back And chill where they got some air at, Ya hear dat? Champagne clear liquor put that beer back Got work so cheap it's on Sears racks Holla at me on the low I take care of that And feds buy mixtapes yeah I'm aware of that But this here is the suffix you scared of dat When you get shot you know where ya at And where we from NEW ORLEANS
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