[BG]

Niggas be hatin

‘Cause BG got it

Every top of the line car they got

Look I ride it

>From the Hummer to the Rover

To the drop jag

B and C lex truck

Nothin’ my click ain’t had

Everybody head was fucked

When they heard bout the deal

Cash Money hotboys climbed for 30-mill

Already was straight now we livin larger

Already was ballin now we ballin harder

??? bitches can’t take me

Cause my wrist stay flossed out

Niggas hate me cause all day i’m flossed out

Ghetto made me

My dog, Baby, saved me

Niggas find out they hoe got fucked, ??

That’s how it go

It ain’t my fault I got mega cheese

Walk that walk

Talk that talk i’m BG

Paperchaser to the fullest get my grind on

Gotta do it cause I made that song Get Yo’ Shine On
[Chorus 3x]

Me and my click be sizzlin hot steamin

Bouncin’ through diamonds high beamin’
[Wayne]

Wha

I’ma flosser baby, baller baby

A fifteen year old shot caller baby

And I’m racin through

In the all black chrome

A Mercedes Coupe

Got yo’ wife at my house

And she naked too

And all my niggas all around

Sayin ‘Shake it Boo, go ahead to what you do’

It’s Weezy dog and off the heezy dog

And I’m surrounded by the ice

It got me freezin’ dog

And it’s plain and simple

Won’t change ’cause it’s natural

Lil’ Wayne a pimp y’all

Got the game from Beatris

I’m tryin to see six numbers

Pull up at the Grammy awards in six Hummers

Leave the Grammy awards with six womens

And make a stop at the gas station for six rubbers

Put it together

This is the life when you get full of the cheddar

Don’t try to end it or you would’nt get better, what
[Chorus 4x]
[Wayne]

La, la, la, la

Here I come star rapper

I get the fast money

Short, cute hot boy that rapper Cash Money

Standin out the roof of my car

And flash hundreds

Take your girl to the mall

Spend a G like that’s nothin

She lay on the floor

Open up the spot

Take off her draws

Let me see the cunt

Don’t stop Lil’ Weezy

We’s ain’t nothin nice

But gats in my Jesus Christ

Nothin but ice

When they see me at night

Behind ?? I stay high

Snatch yo’ wife

Run up in her with the K-Y

But it’s on man

Ever since I was born Wayne

Nigga get out of line

I get dirty like John Wayne

I’m bout stuntin’, flossin’

Whatever come wit it

And I don’t shoot guns

Unless they have a drum wit it

At first they wasn’t wit it

Thought that I was jokin

Now I got ‘em all payin attention like they owe it
[Chorus]