(Hook - Lil Wayne) I love all my That's my problem A 2 dollar bill is a couple dollars And if any one of niggas got a fuckin' problem I'mma all of 'em Cause fuckin' cowards I red bitches There's something 'bout 'em But I'm gettin' better pussy a brown one Been schoolin' y'all niggas, I'm alma mater I'm the the fly swatter
(Verse 1 - Lil Wayne) I know you who you eatin' on Make me about all them nights we got a threesome on Make me think about how you suck it like your teeth are If your friends on you, fuck 'em To his own, yessir I do my then I sleep 'em off Like it just be me I need to turn my off a fuckin' singalong Unless you brought the along That kush, I got that kush Cop pounds and put my on We can take the up to the stars where we belong Fuck that shit you I beat pussy like production Or like Rocky, beat the Or like Jordan, the buzzer Nigga, gimme what got that money like an usher One man band, all you is repercussion Told a bitch, too much selfish lead to self destruction She looked me in my and said Man, I worried 'bout nothin' I said shorty, you a
(Hook) I bad bitches Okay, what's the If she thinks she gonna up I'mma drown her I'm wildin' in public and public housing Can't afford failure, I'm just I was 15 $100,000 And if you trash I'mma possum? And nigga, if your got eye problem You what it is, armed robbery.
(Verse 2 - Euro) I heard 'em me "Go get 'em, young" I haven't seen a movie since I livin' one I be in a room of bitches gettin' drunk Smokin' a point guard, no look, passin' blunts you talkin' 'bout? Euro, this and that, Wanna walk in shoes? Have the outfit to match And schemin' on what I had, but We gon' put money in the bag or a in the bag (You choose) And all these new bitches old Throwin' stacks at 'em like "That's prolly bruise" And every dream that I fucked came true Now every night feels deja vu And the no use, she ain't waitin' on you I tell a baby, "Tell ya man rocks with no shoes" And I that pussy, and I ain't leave a clue Cause I put her on her knees and made her swallow all the That sick shit, a mill, yeah, I'm a problem I'm fine wit' it, though, bitches fuckin' problems And I can't solve if I'm the fuckin' problem Just know I got 'em, let me if there's a fuckin' problem Out the city, but you can't the city out 'em I know these well, see the water spittin' out 'em? Long story short, money always She the team for some Red Bottoms (Euro)