icy
12-10-09, 3:00 PM
I got young money up,
And now I got my feet up,
Tune in this btch tell my nggas throw them B' up
Doing what the fck I want,
Hate me all the fck you want,
Real nggas fck with me and I don't give a fck who don't,
Lock the CEO up,
And I'm the CEO fck,
Prison in February and I ain't in no rush,
Drink till I throw up,
Ngga roll more blunts,
Ball so hard ngga I gotta go pro once,
Hit em with the shot gun,
Call that sht the stop button,
Call me doctor carter,
Aka young wild ngga,
Aka no trial ngga,
AK click clack blaw ngga,
Fcking with the kid and you'll be missing like Bilal ngga,
Yeaaaaah, haha,
Swagger stupid,
Pack a Uzi,
Hundred clips ngga,
Dats amovie,
Aim at toupee,
You sweet as cool aid,
Creme brulee,
I'm sharp as blueray,
I fck her today,
Then she gotta skate,
Young lupe,
I hit the beat hard,
Bobby Boucher
I keep them tools on me,
Get the screwface,
Flowers for the dead,
Heres a bouquet,
LV's ngga on every suitcase,
YM ngga it's a new day,
We the champions ngga hooray
Yeah, hammer in the Louie duff,
Lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
Take a ngga btch she gave me brains until I knew enough,
Bullet come too fast to adjust,
I don't give a fck about my roof that much,
So put it in my trunk and then the coupe sped up,
Take the chopper out the trunk and just shoot that up,
I'm Weezy F and the F is for Flame,
Eat these rappers chef of the game,
Sht on the track, sht on the train,
Murder the beat, the beat was slain,
Rest in peace, that's a shame,
He kill anybody song,
Versatile as fck I switch it up,
Like Dennis Rodman's dome,
No homo you rock and roll,
Rest in peace my Styrofoam,
Now they won't know what I be on,
Get the fck off my dck my cock my balls,
Nig money my pockets long,
New orleans I got my home,
And they got my back pause,
No homo, no maricone,
Smoking on that private grown,
He put me where I belong,
All about my cheese, chedder, mozzarella, provolone,
Fck her for an hour long,
Let her take a shower go,
Sorry baby but I'm in the 'I don't wan be bothered' zone,
Yeah,
Your a groupie,
Get on your dooday,
2 women give me head,
Call that two faced,
Btch I'm too great,
Take your food tray,
I was born on doomsday,
Ain't no ngga like me,
What's up to my gang,
Big B's like a Breitling,
Take a ngga btch she ride my dck like she cycling,
Then she can't walk, run, jump like white men,
Uhh, fck you nggas wan do,
No ceilings let the bullets rain on you,
Weezy F the F is for Fck what you gon do,
Make you people mourn you,
And now I got my feet up,
Tune in this btch tell my nggas throw them B' up
Doing what the fck I want,
Hate me all the fck you want,
Real nggas fck with me and I don't give a fck who don't,
Lock the CEO up,
And I'm the CEO fck,
Prison in February and I ain't in no rush,
Drink till I throw up,
Ngga roll more blunts,
Ball so hard ngga I gotta go pro once,
Hit em with the shot gun,
Call that sht the stop button,
Call me doctor carter,
Aka young wild ngga,
Aka no trial ngga,
AK click clack blaw ngga,
Fcking with the kid and you'll be missing like Bilal ngga,
Yeaaaaah, haha,
Swagger stupid,
Pack a Uzi,
Hundred clips ngga,
Dats amovie,
Aim at toupee,
You sweet as cool aid,
Creme brulee,
I'm sharp as blueray,
I fck her today,
Then she gotta skate,
Young lupe,
I hit the beat hard,
Bobby Boucher
I keep them tools on me,
Get the screwface,
Flowers for the dead,
Heres a bouquet,
LV's ngga on every suitcase,
YM ngga it's a new day,
We the champions ngga hooray
Yeah, hammer in the Louie duff,
Lyrics courtesy of killerhiphop.com
Take a ngga btch she gave me brains until I knew enough,
Bullet come too fast to adjust,
I don't give a fck about my roof that much,
So put it in my trunk and then the coupe sped up,
Take the chopper out the trunk and just shoot that up,
I'm Weezy F and the F is for Flame,
Eat these rappers chef of the game,
Sht on the track, sht on the train,
Murder the beat, the beat was slain,
Rest in peace, that's a shame,
He kill anybody song,
Versatile as fck I switch it up,
Like Dennis Rodman's dome,
No homo you rock and roll,
Rest in peace my Styrofoam,
Now they won't know what I be on,
Get the fck off my dck my cock my balls,
Nig money my pockets long,
New orleans I got my home,
And they got my back pause,
No homo, no maricone,
Smoking on that private grown,
He put me where I belong,
All about my cheese, chedder, mozzarella, provolone,
Fck her for an hour long,
Let her take a shower go,
Sorry baby but I'm in the 'I don't wan be bothered' zone,
Yeah,
Your a groupie,
Get on your dooday,
2 women give me head,
Call that two faced,
Btch I'm too great,
Take your food tray,
I was born on doomsday,
Ain't no ngga like me,
What's up to my gang,
Big B's like a Breitling,
Take a ngga btch she ride my dck like she cycling,
Then she can't walk, run, jump like white men,
Uhh, fck you nggas wan do,
No ceilings let the bullets rain on you,
Weezy F the F is for Fck what you gon do,
Make you people mourn you,