They say baby how you do it? Never question greatness Never question greatness Tell 'em never question greatness I just do it I'm so high I feel weightless All my shooters are courageous And Ain't a moment 'till I make it It ain't a moment 'till I make it Have my cake and eat it too, I want a bakery And see lately All I've been doin' is celebratin' Don't even know what I'm celebratin' I know why you ain't celebratin', cause you ain't sellin' natethin' They got niggas catchin' cases, while we out here catchin' breaks And I'm gon' shoot it if I wave it, shoot it if I wave it Do yourself a favor, save yourself cause I can't save yah Know you see me in that Rolls Royce, glass house, that nigga, hands down No givin' up, no layin' down, all red, ant pile My oldest son just turned five, I said "Lil nigga, you a man now" Ride around with that strap out cause that Rolls Royce, glass house I just got a text that said "Baby I just cashed out" Whack weed get ashed out, put Persian rugs in the crack house All y'all that lashed out, I'll come see what that's 'bout But you don't need to call the fireman, to put a mothafuckin' match out I can't remember my last drought, all my niggas' smashmouth Got pure coke, brand new birds, we get 'em as soon as they hatch, slime And you know the driveway too big when you ain't gotta back out Paper chase like cat mouse, my nigga it Ain't a moment 'till I make it It ain't a moment 'till I make it Have my cake and eat it too, I want a bakery And see lately All I've been doin' is celebratin' Don't even know what I'm celebratin' I know why you ain't celebratin', cause you ain't sellin' natethin' They got niggas catchin' cases, while we out here catchin' breaks And I'm gon' shoot it if I wave it, shoot it if I wave it Do yourself a favor, save yourself cause I can't save yah Know you see me cause my roof all in my trunk Know he dead when the horn honk Niggas say they kings, they lyin', boy you talkin' to a card shark I already made my mark, please don't think I just pop corks Got these voices in my head screamin', can't believe they're not hoarse Bitch I've been a beast since cartoon sheets It's real on the field, I need new cleats, outgrew these Catch you while you sleep, turn your sheets to maroon sheets Them choppers turn your homeboys into amputees And that's not a good look, momma was a chef, but daddy cooked the work Said "I know it stank but it's good" Look, we treat them triggers like repeat buttons Leave it all out there, or leave nothin' Like the world a crystal ball, I keep rubbin' it Ain't a moment 'till I make it It ain't a moment 'till I make it Have my cake and eat it too, I want a bakery And see lately All I've been doin' is celebratin' Don't even know what I'm celebratin' I know why you ain't celebratin', cause you ain't sellin' natethin' They got niggas catchin' cases, while we out here catchin' breaks And I'm gon' shoot it if I wave it, shoot it if I wave it Do yourself a favor, save yourself cause I can't save yah Can't nobody save yah New Orleans pride and savior Nigga this that Carter 5 I feel like, feel like I'm on my final caper Uh, and I'm about to smoke one, pass out, OG kush, hashed out She only want alcohol and trees, fuck that, you gotta branch out I camp out by a rat house, wait 'till he turn the lamp out Still drownin' in the fuckin' money, y'all niggas look like y'all swam out In this bitch, gats out in this bitch She say she can come and help my fat wallet get fit I told her that's not in this script, I don't see that in the script I'm smokin', gettin' head, lookin' down tryna read lips Ain't a moment 'till I make it It ain't a moment 'till I make it Have my cake and eat it too, I want a bakery And see lately All I've been doin' is celebratin' Don't even know what I'm celebratin' I know why you ain't celebratin', cause you ain't sellin' natethin' They got niggas catchin' cases, while we out here catchin' breaks And I'm gon' shoot it if I wave it, shoot it if I wave it Do yourself a favor, save yourself cause I can't save yah Ain't a moment 'till I make it It ain't a moment 'till I make it Have my cake and eat it too, I want a bakery And see lately All I've been doin' is celebratin' Don't even know what I'm celebratin' I know why you ain't celebratin', cause you ain't sellin' natethin' They got niggas catchin' cases, while we out here catchin' breaks And I'm gon' shoot it if I wave it, shoot it if I wave it Do yourself a favor, save yourself cause I can't save yah

ISM on the beat, I had to bless it like buddha Dog ass nigga, only want the kitten I don't wanna give 'em no love Snake ass bitches, hate the way you slither Hiss around me, you get touched I'm not your kitty, how that sound? Get your paws off my draws What? You tryna eat me out? I don't want no dog, I'm allergic Take you to the park, have your fun, mama splurgin' If I train you, you're mine Sit, stay, come, on time Roll over, I'm your chew toy From the back like that, good boy Dog ass nigga, only want the kitten I don't wanna give 'em no love Snake ass bitches, hate the way you slither Hiss around me, you get touched Dog ass nigga, only want the kitten I don't wanna give 'em no love Snake ass bitches, hate the way you slither Hiss around me, you get touched Rest in peace to Nate Dogg, I'm out the cage, dog I'm 'bout to take off, I'm 'bout to face off And knock the brace off, another ho dog I'm feelin' like, oh dog, what's brackin', lil' dog? I'm cappin' the dog, dreadlocks swingin', Shaggy lil' dog I take her out, dog, from a house, dog All the way to a mansion, lil' dog Mula, I'm the master to these dog hoes (Yeah) Two in a row, that's my dog show (Yeah) Threw some cash in the dog bowl (Yeah) She a dog, she on all fours (Yeah) But I can put her on a catwalk (Ooh) But she gotta watch her waistline (Uh) Kash Doll with a K, huh? (Ooh) I'm nine inches, call me K9 (Yeah) Teach a old dog new tricks (Yeah) And the big dog ruthless (Yeah) I got a big ass dog house, I could let all my dogs move in (Straight) I'm in heat at all times, I stick my tree in her warm mouth Hit her with the puppy dog eyes, I'm comin', who let the dogs out? Dog ass nigga, only want the kitten I don't wanna give 'em no love Snake ass bitches, hate the way you slither Hiss around me, you get touched Dog ass nigga, only want the kitten I don't wanna give 'em no love Snake ass bitches, hate the way you slither Hiss around me, you get touched Look Call him Clifford, he ain't crippin' Big red dog on set, he trippin' Might as well go find a bitch that's gon' let you move right on in I ain't fuckin' with no niggas that's gon' fuck me for two minutes Then pass out like he been runnin' all winter, sprinter (Uh) My pussy go purr It don't got no fur, I'm F I'll be runnin' this shit My pussy on stream He get on his knees, he lickin' and slurpin' this shit I am a queen, you gon' bow down You look at this ass, it feel like a cloud, all dogs go to Heaven But I'll send you down if you don't fuckin' ice me out Dog ass nigga, only want the kitten I don't wanna give 'em no love Snake ass bitches, hate the way you slither Hiss around me, you get touched Dog ass nigga, only want the kitten I don't wanna give 'em no love Snake ass bitches, hate the way you slither Hiss around me, you get touched Rrrr, good boy One time I'ma treat you right Good boy

Yeah, yeah! I need a Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money (whoo!) Right now to the VIP section (whoo!) You got Young Mula in the house tonight, baby (yeah!) Yeah, haha, yeah, Young (ay-hey) Young, Young, Young, Young Mula baby! If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way If you getting mugged from everybody you see Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way Now I was bouncing through the club She love the way I diddy-bop I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fifty cocked Say I ain't never been a chicken but my semi cocked Now where your bar at? I'm tryna rent it out And we so bout it bout it, now what are you about? DJ showin love he say my name when the music stop "Young Money, Lil Wayne" then the music drop I make it snow, I make it flurry I make it all back tomorrow, don't worry Yeah, it's young Wayne on the hoes A.K.A Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes Young Money If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way If you getting mugged from everybody you see Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way (Streets!) It go one for the money, two for the show Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll (Chris) Like some clap on lights in this bitch I'mma be clappin all night in this bitch Lights off, mask on Creep silent, she smiling He muggin, who cares Cause my goons, are right here Like it's nothing, to a big dog And I'm a Great Dane, I wear 8 chains I mean so much ice, they yell, "Skate, Wayne!" She wanna fuck Weezy but she wanna rape Wayne (And I'mma let her) If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way If you getting mugged from everybody you see Then hang over the wall of the VIP like Okay, it's young Wayne on these hoes A.K.A Mr. Make-it-Rain-On-Them-Hoes Like ayyy! And everybody say Mr. Rainman can we have a rainy day? Bring an umbrella, please bring an umbrella 'Ella, 'ella, 'ella, ayyy! Bitch ain't shit but a ho and a trick But you know it ain't trickin if you got it You know we ain't fuckin if you not thick And I'll cool your ass down if you think you're hot shit So Rolex watch this, I do it, four, five, six My click-clack goes the black four-fifth And just like it I'll blow that shit Cause bitch I'm the bomb like tick, tick BIATCH! If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way If you getting mugged from everybody you see Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way (Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way Yeah, it's young Wayne on the hoes AKA Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes Yeah, young Wayne on the hoes Make a stripper fall in love, T-Pain on them hoes Uh-huh... um, Young Mula baby

Here I go, here I go this that C5 Bitch I'm back, with that crack like panty lines Asinine, I get blow like dandelions Fuck more hoes than advertised They say Tune you're dead wrong I say wrong, had to die Pussy nigga don't keep it real no more Drug dealers changed but the high stay the same Prices go up but the high stay the same Gotta watch for undercovers like crying in the rain Chillin' in the crib with the lock on the door Layin' on the couch with the Glock on the floor Within arm reach, security, alarm breach I just cut off the lights so I don't shoot my hoe I eat so much shrimp, I smoke so much hemp The world too small it feel like 4 walls You see I got holes punched in My chances are cold cut thin, but I still took 'em and nigga we made it T roll that killer, weed up in the swisher, and make it as fat as a pig in a blanket My BFF is Benjamin Franklin, they cry for help we get 'em a hanky Ain't nothing sweet but the shit that we drinkin', the bitches we bangin', the cinnamon danish The pen is suspending, shit is restraining It is a shame but niggas is shameless Niggas is assholes, or enemas, finna get anal Injury, time out, I just blew my mind out But still I'm maintaining Real gangsta shit it get dangerous You talking money and guns, 2 languages I throw niggas from off of the plane I'm in Oh my god, it's raining men Said the weatherman to the anchorman I send hella cash to the bank I'm with What you do it for if it ain't for this I watch my step so much, I'm starting to feel like my ankles' wrist Cold hearted, starting to feel like I'm in Anchorage when I think of this And rude awakenings get taken in like fragrances Bitch I smell like money, dope and cologne I say bitch I smell like money, that's that dope and cologne And if he ain't getting money, don't love him, leave his broke ass alone I say if he ain't getting money, leave his stank ass alone 'Cause bitch I smell like money, I smell like money When you this rich they call it wealthy Shit they gotta call it somethin' Lord I done got too rich for stuntin' (damn) But not for thuggin.' That's right bitch I smell like money, money You smell me coming 2 Chainz Totin' double barrels in a horse and carriage Ain't scared of nothing except God and marriage Through the concrete grew a rose petal If trapping was a sport, I'd have a gold medal I steal her like Jerome Bettis Call me Trill Cosby, I might spike my own beverage Parallel park in front of Neiman Marcus He ain't never fly nigga, like an ostrich They say ain't nothing for free, but please free my partnas Might have a swag contest and give out free Versaces Yea, lobster rolls for an appetizer Bad red bitch give me a lap-etizer I'm in my Rolls Royce because it's black and wiser And don't get in the way, my nig this rapid fire Brrr stick 'em, I'm a victim of being a victim Codeines, Xanax and liquor Prescriptions and couple pistols Got clean molly with the crystals Middle finger to the judicials Fork and a pot is my utensils Had a threesome with 2 sisters I get head and you kiss her I don't never call and you miss her I got every gun except a missile I paid attention to the minister My silhouette is sinister Only child with trust issues You couldn't walk a mile in my hoop shoes Me and Tune 2 loose screws 2 parts in my box cut, my pop wouldn't even pop up Last night I prayed to God and asked for him to make a drop truck Polo T and ice watch, moccasins without socks And I smell like money, I can count a hundred thousand with the lights off I say bitch I smell like money, that's that dope and cologne And if he ain't getting money, don't love him, leave his broke ass alone I say if he ain't getting money, leave his stank ass alone 'Cause bitch I smell like money

I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane I just call her boo I think her name is Shawna What i really know bout the girl that drive the Honda. I just call her boo I think her name is isha, might be Tasha might even be Keisha. All i really know her baby daddy wanna feature And when they ran up on me she damn near had a seizure See i just call her boo I think her name is Ana I met her in Miami, she say she from Atlanta I just call her boo and she finish school And she like to drink and like to smoke my reefer too See i just call her boo I think her name was Tonya I know she from Decatur, she got a stupid onion I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane Shawty stupid dumb thick i just call her red Now that i think about it maybe i should call ahead She got that super fire i cant even lie She like a water park she aint never dry And i just call her bae and she just call me gotti Don't need no relationship we just fuckin shock She got her own bread shawty school me in a drop Her mama on some day curls her brother got them blocks And she a college girl sophomore i hit her in the dorm On the hard floor she got her shit together so i respect her more So if she ask me for some money she is not a whore I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane I hate lame niggas so this a hate crime Rich niggas shit up on em a gang sign Gotta glock 40 in my waist line Just bought a new crib by the lake side What is life like its love and i love my girl Show up life a big spenda im tryna fuck the world Yeah fuck em girl you aint gotta go back Call em tell em that yo pussy got kidnapped And she layin with her forehead on my six pack Yeah we got something in common we like big stacks Yeah i know her name but i like to call her boo You shoulda put a chirp on her so she wouldn't move I just call her boo I don't know her whole name Keep it on the low mane All we eat is lo mien Came from the block Now i gotta whole thang And you betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane

Check me out now Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow Diamonds talking back, they say "fuck y'all" Rock Givenchy shoes like they All-Star Say you turned 'em down it'd be old, dawg Known to light it all like the ball park Crib the same size as the Walmart Yard so big I got a golf cart Diamonds on me shining when you see 'em, boom bing Diamonds on me shining when it's DM, boom bing bing Diamonds on me dancing like it's Breezy over Eazy I can buy a hundred easy, I just got a call from Jeezy I count money too, I'm sleepy, ink on my body, graffiti And you know I come from CP Can't fuck no bitch with no VD, nah Diamonds on me going bing bing bing bing Diamonds on me doing their damn thing thing thing thing Known to get head while the car park Diamonds talking back, they say "fuck "y'all" Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow Diamonds talking back, they say, "Fuck 'yall" Walk in to the VIP and yell, "Touchdown!" Ain't wore the same shoes the whole month now I am so high she told me come down I'm like how, sip a loud, gun go pow Mr. Chow, bling bling blow, bitches bow Bitches bi, they liking girls and guys Ill advised, got the Rollie winterized When I die bury me beside the Cuban links 2 Chainz, a lot of Z's 'cause you niggas sleep Pinky ring ping, index finger ping, middle finger ping Whole lot of rings, whole lot of watches Watches being ostrich, neck, wrist, faucets Chain show 'em options Rings so big you could go boxing Diamonds talking back, yours ain't saying nothing Yeah, my diamonds talking back, talking back, ya ya Yeah, my diamonds talking back, they talking back, yeah yeah Diamonds talking back, they talking back, boom pow pow Diamonds talking back, they talking back, blaow blaow blaow

Toni! Got a million dollars in my memory bank I can get some money, I don't even think Ahh! Goddamn, bro you ill (8...) Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you Toni like to drink, Toni like to smoke Toni like to wear a diamond chain inside his coat Toni got the stove with the Pyrex and the fork Toni like to mix the Arm & Hammer with the coke Toni never care, Toni like to pay it Niggas just to pull up on your set and bust your head Toni used to buy the lean by the fuckin' keg Toni used to use a triple beam like a fridge "You don't eat, you don't sleep", that's what Toni said Toni said before he buy it, he gon' have to wear it Toni 'bout to turn you into prey and bow his head Toni gotta own it, Toni take it to the head Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you Toni motivate, Toni know they hatin' Toni put the deuces on foreign roller skates Toni used the same stove for the turkey baking Toni seen the same hoes out there booty shakin' Toni got connects, Toni rock Pateks Gucci know if Toni don't get it first then that's a threat Toni know he raw, Toni at they neck Toni goin' hard, Toni momma named Jeanette Toni from the block, Toni got respect Toni starin' at her, I think Toni want that bitch Toni from the 'partment, the shadow of the bricks Toni got his girl a double deuce, he got a stick Damn bitch, you ill, damn bitch, you real (Real) Damn bitch, you raw (Raw) damn bitch, you ill, uh Damn bitch, you get it (Get it) damn bitch, you got it (Got it) Damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) damn bitch, you rock it (Rock it) Damn bitch, you ballin', damn, damn, bitch you ballin' (Ballin') Damn Tit, you ballin', damn, damn Tit, you ballin' (Ballin') Damn bitch, you get it, uh, damn Tit, you flippin' (Flippin') Damn bitch, you spendin', you can't take it with you

It's that moon rock shit You gotta mix this with some regular OG Cuz this shit be burnin' crazy Cum in a bitch and I go crazy Spend all these racks and I go crazy Leave out the parking lot doin' a 180 This how the lord made me Drop the top and start sun bathing Put her on a treadmill and then I make her run naked Got all my side hoes frustrated This the life I waited on Seen a bitch from school, gave her number to a payphone I don't know what you been waiting on All that I know is that I been waiting long I ain't waiting to get no lone Provolone on top of provolone Mobile phone on top of mobile phone I don't know what you niggas smokin' on Pull my closet got a OS tell Mobile home on top of mobile home I go to sleep with a rollie on I start my car with remote control Get so much pussy I go to sleep with a condom on Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli Fuck it, I want me a milli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck I'm the king of the city I don't take a trip unless I got a bitch with me I pull up wit pounds or I got a zip in me You don't want no problems, my guys so don't tempt me My niggas go bap bap bap bap till it's empty Fuck 2 every night in 5 days that's a 10 piece My bitch that I'm with that's a 10 piece I'm pourin' that gin in a simply You niggas so fake need assembly I'm smokin' weed, fuck the penalty Ridin' round in a old school, with 2 hoes and little old me Fuck I'ma do wit this money But walk in the club and start stuntin' Push all my old bitches buttons Came up from nothin' to something Tell her take the stick, don't run from me There's some for you, there's some for me So if we have this 3 some, make sure you cum for me All that bullshit is up under me Smokin' gas ain't no tumble weed All of this cash that's another thing Black and yellow like a bumblebee Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi Fuck it, I want me a billi I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a milli So went and got me a milli Now I want me a billi I don't think I have a ceiling I can come thru with no ceiling I give a fuck how you feeling I can tell you how you lookin' Nigga you ain't used to winnin' Had the chickens missing winters In Miami, Mr. Winner Ran a 14 for breakfast, prime 112 for dinner Maison Margiela killer Got a heart of a killer Take the pussy, I'll kill it What up Tip? What up Killa? Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli Fuck it, I want me a trilli I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it, no really I'm gettin' it