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Call me bad wayne and i m like max payne, ya know what i m sayin Gudda, to porsches nigga to the to the to the fuckin g-wag
Young money boy lil weezy, i m on them monsta bellas
let s go cop two new rovers drop it on magic johnsons
Hydro i puff and pull until i m duckin full, call me bad wayne and i m like max payne
If that bitch on 21 s then you know thats money, yes we bout to squad this thing out baby ya ll ready to squad wit me, holla at ya people man
we get that fetti fellas we bump that roc-a-fella
Fuck ya s q a d holla at ya boy, you more than welcome to come holla at me man
I got whatever you need, call me bad wayne and i m like max payne Flip,, thats that weezy the shit that make yo soul burn slow
They can t fuck wit me man, i m on them monsta bellas
The sickest shit to hit since anthrax came, haters nigga squad up nigga
Then throw yo guns in the air mu-fucka, what are you fuckin crazy come on its weezy baby
fuck ya s q a d holla at ya boy
i m a pimp i m bout to perm it out and bullrush somthin
If you ain t got a gun get the fuck up outta here mu-fucka, just stand back man y all dont want it
500 up in ya tummy can you stomach dude
You dont know if its a jersey or the pimp game bitch, thats 32 s for fools stick to them stuntin rules Lil, you know what i m sayin
Cash money makaveli, just call me mitchell and ness i got throwback money
i leave you with a tampax frame all bloody
Yes we bout to squad this thing out baby ya ll ready to squad wit me, no for real bitch its weezy baby Ether, hit the club and wild out and go and throw that money
dawg and no the rhyme didn t even start yet bitch
but damn that man i come thru and do my grand theft thang
hold it for a and eagle
Call me bad wayne and i m like max payne, let s go cop two new rovers drop it on magic johnsons
but here we go
cash money makaveli
i got whatever you need
Lil wayne talking, hold it for a and eagle Gudda, you dont know if its a jersey or the pimp game bitch
They can t fuck wit me man, squad up i see y all baby its all love dawg, hydro i puff and pull until i m duckin full
You dont know if its a jersey or the pimp game bitch, this shit too hot to relax bitch dont get comfortable
they can t fuck wit me man
thats how we doin it dawg
No for real bitch its weezy baby, but damn that man i come thru and do my grand theft thang
thats 32 s for fools stick to them stuntin rules
Cash money cross the belly, they can t fuck wit me man
And that white lady but we dont know her you know what i m sayin, then throw yo guns in the air mu-fucka
We got it pumpin holla back we crack rocafellas, i got that brown boy or that white consuella
Thats why yo bitch is over here suckin and fuckin dudes, no for real bitch its weezy baby
I got that brown boy or that white consuella, you know what i m sayin
i dont dawg i dont see em fuckin wit ya nigga right here
know you steppin into weezy territory
If that bitch on 21 s then you know thats money, you know what i m sayin