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[Lil Wayne: talking] Ya betta. (Haha) Young Money, Young Berg, Young Weezy, Brisco, let's go. Bitch please you ain't never met a nigga like me, Stop lyin bitch please, bitch please and ya nigga ain't nuttin like me Stop lyin nigga please, nigga please, my goons got guns on deck Put ya picture on tease Now say cheese, and you can die or live off IV's Now let me get that hand clap (Yeah) Lemme get that hand clap I'm rich and black I'm young and strapped You could get yo man clapped You could get yo clan clapped You could get saram wrapped Like "Where the van at? We come and wake you up, where you laying at? We dump yo body all where yo fam at Like fuck that, like damn that Sit cha pussy ass down if you can't stand that I make yo shirt look like yo favorite color crayon ap Going at these bitch niggas head like a stand back Ain't shit good and bitch nigga stand back I ain't from St. Louis but you could get RAM SHACKED Letras de cancionesLook into my eyes hoe Look into my eyes hoe And yeah I do numbers except 5-0 And I be with my soul we call him Brisco And youngin got the beat poppin like Crisco And Weezy got this shit crackin like Nabisco Brim low all I can see is my flow What's up Chicago, what's up New Orleans And if your strap squeeze Tell em fuck nigga pleasee Nigga pleasee my goons got guns on deck Nigga D-I-E or live off IV's That's why I am what the fy me [Lil Wayne: talking while beat is still going] Stop playin Bitch nigga you don't know what I got tucked in my pants It go blam, it go bam I'm sayin I'm saying, you playin Put a Jacob in ya mouth boy and watch what the fuck you sayin Do you know who the fuck I am? Bitch I'm the man Now let me get that hand clap Yeah, that hand clap hand clap I'm sayin it's Young Berg Weezy Brisco Too damn hot, hot damn! From Letras Mania