(feat. Nikki)
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Yeah... ma gurl get in at 1:15 am
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The guitar's crying right now
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Just a couple things going on in my life, you know
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[Verse 1]
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Brim leaning, cup tilted, blunt flicking
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Get money, fuck bitches
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Young Weezy, young pimping, she love it
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I keep going, she keep cumin, what you know bout it
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So bout it...like Master P... but no coward
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No I am no Howard the duck duck
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Lead showers, black flowers
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Black dresses, two hours, closed casket
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Ma dough tactics is so crafty
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No laughter, I do that after I get the dough bastards
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I get the dough faster, what if I flowed faster
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Like... oh Nancy the flow's plastic, automatic, I'm
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More drastic, ain't no names compared to me
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Who are you, where are ya, I can't see, ya air to me
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Ya not there to me, I ain't fucking wit you bitch niggaz
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I'm fucking ya sis nigga, it's Weezy
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[Hook - Nikki]
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If you gon' call him Weezy
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Then you must say the baby
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If you don't say the baby
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Then just don't say it at all
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[Verse 2]
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I'm... slick as an old mac, I'm... sick as a prozac
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And... the Carter 1 was the... dick for you hoes trapped
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And... this is Tha Carter 2 and... this is the bozack
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Digging you hoes back, quick if I blow back
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Got it... gone Rabbit
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Fast ma daddy's Rabbit at home
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What up pa (what up), what up Pac (what up), what up Pun (what up)
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What up Big (what up), what up Solja
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As the streets get colder I get chillier
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What up Left Eye (what up), what up Aaliyah (what up)
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Teck 9 close by touch 'em up
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I shoot niggaz in the mouth boy pucker up
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Sweet sucker tash gee golly what the fuck
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Where the hell all these new pussy rappers come from
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I chew 'em up like bubble gum... yum yum
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Young Weezy so troublesome, what what
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[Hook - Nikki]
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If you gon' call him Weezy
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Then you must say the baby
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If you don't say the baby
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Then just don't say it at all
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[Verse 3]
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I ain't talking fast you just listening too slow
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I'm... getting them Benjamins
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Can serve like the Wimbledon
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If I'm in any predicament, nervous never that
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Got a gat to knock whoever back back, very flat
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Chest... caved in, mess on the pavement
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Splat... cherry wax, rrraaahhh... bury that
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Rats... scary cat, rrraaattt carry that
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Hollygrove trigga man guns in a knapsack
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Area code five zero four, I ain't Nino fucking Brown
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And... this is Tha Carter ho, this is a quarter stick
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This in ya garter ho, leave out the back and go straight to the corner store
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Return with the cake, come wit all ma dough
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And if not they find you in a lake in the morning ho
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Weezy Baby please say the baby
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If not, don't ya motherfucking say it at all, bitch
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[Hook - Nikki]
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If you gon' call him Weezy
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Then you must say the baby
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If you don't say the baby
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Then just don't say it at all
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Weezy Baby
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| Lil' Wayne |
