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Chrome on the monster intestines
a top model and a contestants
I'ma yes I'ma rock 'n' roller
It's Fuckin' Baby yeah straight up out 'da stroller

Chrome on the monster intestines
With a top and a contestants
I'ma Rottweiler yes I'ma rock 'n'
It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby yeah up out da stroller

1:]
Im higher than the solar system marley 'em
Im like Macaulay Culkin I was rich when I was
On Im ballin' you niggaz haterholics
Im the recipe so you can save the garlic
Im like a set of keys Im 'bout to get it
I smoke 'dem Beverly Hills from
'Dem after me so I put that paddle on 'em
She rode my dick and said she put a saddle on 'em
I watch out for 'dem snakes for that rattle homie
And I aint got a clique I got a homie
Wud up five kickin' back bein' booL
Im talkin' money like a European dude
Yeah Im heavy mane so you reconsider
I hit you one fuck up yo equilibrium
I got rhythm I got soul yall
I travel all around the world like a
My flow cold fuck around and get a cold
I got bitch on lock like a closed door
Weezie's real 'dem otha' niggaz
Im connected I got hoods than a coat store
Im successful I got shit than you can hope for
And I got 'dat water like a boat ore
Young Carter the
Baby boy risin' like hot water and

Whip it it and flip it
Reup stretch it and it [x3]

2:]
Reup, we up in the club we up in the
Money like water bitch get up in the tub
Im up in the club she up in the he up in the club
Now she can't leave so we in the club
Am I lucky or what Rabbit
And I like big like skateboard fashion
I got more than the Playboy Mansion
I bet I serve 'em up like my name Samprace
And a nigga like the late Fred Sandford
And a smoke like there is no cancer
And I know this is so cold and decievin'
But I my head up like my nose is bleedin'
Yeah, and that chosen evenin'
I'ma be screamin Apple and
Yeah that's rite Apple and
Hollygrove 17 I won't you
Nope, and is just the preview
But I'm already on the sequel
wit' me wrong I'll fuck wit' yo home
Like a letter to the wife sayin' ya is gone
Like Muslim Im calm but like I'll bomb
And beat the track up like a hundred
Im funky underarms
The engineers recordin a
My forms then ring the alarms
The Carter 2 was nice but the times a charm

Weezy Fuckin'