behind my back not a word to my face you don't know what this means you sound so fucking dumb you don't know what this means live your shit life
all hazy, Spotlights don't do you justice baby Why don't you come over here, you got me saying Aayooh I'm tired of using technology, Why don't you sit down
the block (block) But I'm known by name by every cop (every cop) But I don't care, that's nothin, grind don't stop (don't stop) I'm on fire, still hustle
far I done came with this Chopper City shit I gotta hold this shit down can't give it up Slim will turn in his grave if I don't live it up I put God first
t lyin when I tell you about me and my background about me or my life style I ain't never backed down I ain't never froze up, I ain't never turned state
ya whip ain't whipped up cause you done slipped up hoes ain't even peepin' if ya shit ain't mean, and ya grill ain't blingin' I'm comin hard dogg everyday
don't want it 'cause I ain't no bitch if I ain't sayin shit I'm sayin, I ain't no bitch fuck you and your click, I ain't no bitch [Verse 2 - VL Mike]
mother taught me bought the same ol' shit Don't let know body step on your toes, your ain't know bitch Hoes getting niggaz caught up for the same ol' shit
em in my world [Chorus] I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
with the rest of the traffic You don't know its me thats in the camoflauge caddy It's 2004, Chopper City in this bitch Fuckin the game up on some real nigga shit
don't even want talk about Say whodi look at your bitch - she drooling from the mouth Wanna ride wit lil' B.G. and wildout Don't trip, let her come dip
the house over there Oh no no, that shit comin from that trunk of that car we just walked by I don't know where that shit comin' from I know that shit
my thoughts is fucked up - I'm on some other shit Like if-I-can't-get-you-I-kidnap-your-mother shit Or duct-tape-your-brother shit, and turn yourself
handed me my first tool Told me if I feel played do what I gotta do Nowadays I don't play with that K in my hand You don't know from last album, I'ma
bitch over there - don't she look like a spider? I guess a playa like me better sit down beside her I know what you did last summer, bitch - slut - liar
All that muthafuckin' creepin' Pissin' on the set when a nigga Dee, sleepin' Pussy ass You know you can't survive, You was creepin' through that third, you must don't know
called gangsters turned snitches But I don't get involved with that dumb shit I want the bitches, the riches and the power to run shit So dog ass hoes don't
Bullshit I aint for it so get cha business I'm a hurt one of you bitches Let the lord be my witness Verse:3 Lil' Wayne What yall don't know Lil' Wayne