Yeah, tell 'em
Yeah, Weezy bad
Na, really I'm good
Sound like a T-Rex live under my hood
Live under my seat
Put you in the ground
Now you live under my feet
All white diamonds on the front of my teeth
And you better put O in front of my G
The bullshit they be talking don't come to my knee
I'm like a linebacker don't run it by me
My two best friends will accompany me
And right now they are in my dungaree sleep
One name Mack, one name Nenna
They hit you, make you do the Macarena
Where you tools you gonna need like a motherfucker
And I'm so New Orleans it's like a motherfucker
It's young money and we eating get you own suppa
Make me go off to the trunk and get the bone crusher
Chest, head, face, arm, leg, stomach
I never been afraid I ain't scared of nothing
Because I got my thang, my thang, my thang
And that bitch go boom
Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom
You hear them girls like boom
Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom
Yeah, they like the way I ball, they call me Hot Sauce
They no keep that toaster, you can be my Pop Tart
I never had height but boy I got heart
I ain't gotta speak, I just let my car talk
I got more clips than any movie you saw
I pull up on you like I need some Grey Poupon
Car hat no but I got the tool on
And you should be my paper if ever the tool drawn
Yeah, flow retarded when I spit, I get my drool on
I don't rap, I just shit like newborn
I don't write, I just spit like a tooth gone
So tell them haters cut it out like a coupon
How come that japper sound like a new bomb?
Little nigga gotta hold the bitch wit' two arms
I got that heat, the fire and the lukewarm
I'm on you heal like a shoe horn
Chest, head, face, arm, leg, stomach
I never been afraid I ain't scared of nothing
Because I got my thang, my thang, my thang
And that bitch go boom
Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom
You hear them girls like boom
Boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom