Happy ass Weezy, never in a bad mood 3boy I talk sh-t like I swallowed a bathroom Girl give me vacuum, do it til her lips drool The ice in your fridge never met a n-gga this cool Young money I'm richer than I used to be I plant my seed in her garden now she root for me Baby I'mma tell you truthfully I talk it and I do believe I walk it, call me orthopedic Carter and I ought to be an author Damn, man and I tell ya, it'd be a best seller
Tim on the beat and me Miss-y-elli-OT goes wherever Ya dig, Ha, you can ask the bank teller Bot my money old like Nelson Mandela Ha, higher than a propellor And baby I can show you better than acapella