| Now I do it for the ladies, do it for the ladies
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| I do cause I wanna push a cat-eye Mercedes
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| I do it for my dudes, do it for my dudes
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| All the niggas on the block that got that work to move
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| (Verse 1 — Lil’Wayne)
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| It’s Weezy baby, young and from the Dirty South
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| Get up your dope, I’m putting birdies out
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| Like thirty in my mouth, so I can say
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| Fuck you bitch you still ain’t got a dirty mouth
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| The hood still ain’t got over the drout
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| So you should sleep on your roof, just to watch over ya house
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| Nigga we tymin', the cost of my watch over ya house
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| I’m a boss man, I watch over the South
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| Jazze Pha, let’s hop in the Lammy (Lamborghini)
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| Stop by Sammy, chill in the hood, you good, you family
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| My boys like to pull them blammies, and big pimp
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| Mami suck dick 'til she pull your hammy, homey
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| You know we only, keepin it gangsta
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| Deep in the Range, 17 in the chamber
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| All I need is my banger, nigga it’s Weezy
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| This shit is over somebody cue me
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| (Verse 2 — Lil’Wayne)
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| You don’t wanna play wit me, I touch you man
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| Lose ya man in a tussle, but y’all don’t see me
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| Y’all can’t hear me, this a def jam, call me Russell, man
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| I played on Martin, call me hustle, man
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| And now y’all know I’m the yee-yo muscle, man
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| But on the under, I got that wonder, to stop that thunder
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| That rumble in the side of ya stomach, piled on water
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| How do you want it, come through in a Coupe powder blue or High with water, how do you want it man
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| Ay, I towed a lot of tullies dun, I den broke a lot of hoopties dun
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| I den drove a lot of QP’s from, here and there on the road
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| For the nigga gotta move his son, and I show you how to do this son
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| That’s, that boy Weezy We, CMB, BITACH, and ya stunned |