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One hand on my money, one hand on my buddy
That's that AK-47 made his neighborhood love me
bullets like birds you can hear them bitches hummin
Alright…WEEZY
I'm so Hollygrove, New Orleans, (LIL'WEEZYANA!)
Home sweet, Home De-pot, you will need a hammer
It go, down like Frasier, I ain't talkin Kelsey Grammer
I be, shittin on ya boys I need an Alka-Seltzer sammich, uh!
Since I heard Plies, I done bought the Phantom back
Went and got me a fifty-two, inch, Maybach (Delta…the Ghetto Kappa, ha ha!)
I'm eatin like a big dog, I'm so full
I'm so good, I'm so straight, you so fake
I'm so real, I'm so hood
"Lil' wayne weezy f. baby is the best rapper alive"
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Wake up muthafuckas it's Weezy you got a problem
Hats to dem Katrina victims we still mobbin
Shiny black coupe at night look like a goblin
AK on da backseat baby it's so...
see i cant be her man, and she cant be my girl, oh but we fucked like its the end of da world
you heard what I said motherfucker, did I studder
With my brown paper bag, here to represent the hustle