measly nine shots Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too [Verse 7: Lil Wayne] Five oh four gangsta, new
T.I., Chamillionaire, Pitbull, Slim Thug, Mike Jones, Paul Wall, Young Jeezy, Yung Joc, Young Dro and Bun B) [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Five Oh Four Gangsta
[feat. Lil Wayne, Big Sean, Drake, Rihanna, Alicia Keys, Elton John & Kid Cudi] [Lil Wayne:] Lights on, I see ya face She eat me up, she got expensive
(feat. T-Pain, Lil Wayne) [T-Pain: (Polow Da Don):] (GET MONEY!) Damn, hey, that's how we do it T-Pain, Nappy Boy - yeah Turnin you on (Polow Da Don)
minds shine even when my thoughts seem dark Pistol on my side you don't wanna hear that thing talk Let the king talk check the price and pay attention Lil Wayne
star And now I done got so high I did forgotten Who you are (are, are) Oh oh oeh oh oh eh eh Ah ah Oh oh oeh oh oh eh eh I'm in love with you But I
s my DJ Go DJ, that's my DJ Go DJ, yea Wit Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard [Lil Wayne talking] Ladies and gentlemen, what you
[Baby and Lil Wayne talking] Weezy What up pop. What up pop Fuck what they heard it's what they need to know nigga (They sayin C.A.R.T.E.R. yep!) Ya feel
[Lil Wayne talking] So they ask me young boy what you gonna do the second time around How you gon come back I tried to told them I come back like 32 I
[Lil Wayne talking] Uh-oh, uh-oh You know how we do it Weezy and Petey, baby Ya'know This here is 500 Degreez Holla at 'em dogg [Petey Pablo] Cuz I know
(feat. Birdman) [Lil Wayne] Yeah Ok I'm strapped Get 'Em Black Hat, Black Shades, Black Diamonds Oh Behave No he can't with the fuckin seats back Got
you say (OH!) Soldiers if you with me Let me hear you say (OH!) Hustlaz if you with me Let me hear you say (OH!) Say, say (OH!) Say, say (OH!) Aye (OH
dubs But I wish, I could share them times wit' you It got me pissed, this family and my momma, too But please brah, won't ya come back for Lil Wayne And
[Lil' Wayne] Killer! Huh? Callin' Lil' Wayne (Wayne) a... ...killer! What? What? Killer! What? What? Check! Hold up, you now under the deep cover of
something too (we can be a lil late) [Verse 2:] Champagne and me girl Sippose I roll my city pretty women say "I hope he feelin us" Oh boy you killin
the best rapper in the game no argin (arguing) And I don't ever write, pause Un-pause this, so keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin Lil Wayne dot
paper chasin, look thats all we know Comin through the neighborhood on them 24s Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, nigga up it some more Fast money, Cash Money, thats all I know One [Chorus] [Lil Wayne