Weezy's Ambitions

Money, money, money get a dolla and a dick
Weezy baby dat crack mother fucker get a fix
Got money out the ass no homo
But im rich boutta

Money, money, money get a dollar and a dick
Weezy baby dat crack mother fucker get a fix
Got money out the ass no homo
But im rich boutta

Money money money get a dollar and a dick
Weezy Baby that crack, muthafucka get a fix
Got money out the ass, no homo but I'm rich
Bout to go get surgery and put
Some diamonds on my wrist YES
Yep, I'm a muthafucking trip
I'mma trip to Japan and buy
Some brand new shit
900 to a grand get chu 28 grams
If you talking 'bout bricks
I'm the interstate man
And the women say damn
Them niggas don't say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you
Bounce like a bed spring
Walkin a thin line, gotta defend mine
And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb BOOM
Young Tunechi that's what my people call me
Fifty thousand for the cross
Trying keep the reaper off me
I drink alotta syrup Bitches
Say im sleep walkin
Big money for the grill, so
I'm never cheap talking, yea
Keep talking and the flame leap off the hip
And keep sparking, pap pap sleep softly
Yea, nap nap, nap sack, three forties
Like fuck another nigga
Nigga just don't be da target
Young New Orleans nigga
Nigga just don't be retarded
We done lost everything and you
Looking like a bargain
Purple weed, purple drink
Purple heart sergeant
I'm the best rapper in the game no arguing
And I don't ever write, pause un pause this
So keep ya bitch ass lines inside the margin
Lil Wayne dot com bitch log in
Put a pillow under ya knees
And keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and
The young nigga balling
Mike Jordan, pardon my swaggy
But my father rich as fuck All
My brothers left the family
We said fuck it, Bought 2 houses in miami
I can't wait to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me
Any rapper wanna get at me
Tell ya label contact me
Hundred for a feature
Wanna battle ill beat cha
I'm a beast, I'm a creature
I'm the son of miss cita
Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason
She the reason
Everybody woman wanna beat a boy diva
Not even there's a 305 diamond I wanted
Ever since I seen her
Got a topic of this evening
Hotter than a tub steaming
Gotcha girlfriend dreaming of one
Day being Trina
Nada, Sim seemer, Ten keys in the Beamer
Got a white girl driving
Couldn't do it much cleaner
I'm fly in the sky
Like that muthafuckin ribbon
Bitches got my name on em
And the nigga still living
Spend a condo and a club, one bottle won't do
Two bottles won't do, bottles
For the whole crew, thanks
And bring me that Patrone, I don't play
No ice I like my drink straight, not gay
And bitch that bank come everyday, I'm paid
I wish a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I stomp a nigga out like I got ten legs
Then they fish the nigga up out
The lake in ten days
Behave, no ho, I'm on that Rage Rov
Cash Money, Young Money
Ho that money age old and can't a cage hold
This animal from Hollygrove
Sorry mommy I be stoned, I be, I be
I be blowed got me copy rock star
Weezy Baby fuck these hoes
Gotta pay me now for me
To even take these hoes
Price sizing for a show and the flow
So either Drama is my nigga
Or that boy got doe
Go figure that's my nigga, that's my nigga
My nerve if anybody else want it
Sixty thousand a verse