[Chorus]
spit yo game, talk yo shit, grab yo gat
call yo click [x2]
squeez yo clip hit the right one pass the weed
gotta lite one [repeat]

[Verse 1]
What ya mami told ya bout f*ckin round wit them soldiers
I told ya I'll be back I'm comin I got that Tommy Lasorda
That's blood all over ya sofas
blood all over ya postas
blood all over ya sholdas
blood all over the strollas
do that shit I done that shit its weezy baby
he's a baby make that nigga run that shit
make that money come back quick
take that money from that bi*ch
she know wat it be m-o-b
pistol right there in my reach
you know wat it be m-o-me
bi*ches know were that limo leave
2 words
room key
where penthouse suite
wear not a damn thing
I'm here batabambing
my hand bling
my wrist bling
my neck bling
my ear bling
super bowl ring bi*ch
cash money young money
super bowl team bi*ch
money,money,money,money
I'm true to those things bi*ch
you with those pu*sy hoes
I shoot at those queens bi*ch
this I new orleans bi*ch
murder don't mean shit

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[Verse 2]
What ya papi told ya bout f*ckin round with them soldier's
I told ya I'm comin back I got that tommy matola
That's blood all over ya rova
blood all over ya chaufer
blood all over ya loafers
if I get any closer
That's blood all over my toasta
blood all over my hosta
I'm in a s. dots
thats blood all over my hova, f*ck
I'm hustlin with a motive
my niggas need me
an a tiger in my pocket
"Says Feed Me"
its greedy
see them niggas
jack them niggas
kill them niggas
wack them niggas
ask them bi*ches
ask them niggas
weezy baby thats the nigga
cath me mashin in a v
matchin seats, matchin feet
sheesh that bi*ch too sweet fa the streetz
got that key for the leaf, that feast the beef
no need to speak, let it be, wat it be
niggas want piece I make them leave here
piece by piece
f*ck me, f*ck you, wat it is wat it do
ive been ready since 81 and I was born I 82
holleygrove is where I'm from
but we call that bi*ch the zoo
I ain't neva trust a bi*ch
since she ate dat forbidden fruit
sucka free, sucka proof, 50 shots cut em loose
quarterback weezy baby shotgun run n shoot
comin true youngin do wat youngin do ball baby
at home fornacatin
homie by the phone waitin
got-damn
-I-am
-a-man
-tha-man
-tha-mu
-tha-f*ck
-in-pre-sident
bi*ch

[Chorus]