[Verse 1:] I like my girls black To the point I have to fuck em with the lights on Can't see where I'm putting my python So I got to turn the motherfuking
on You pissed off, baby? Don't get peed on 'Cause mayne, I run thangs like creamed corn I'm like Kee-nan, Wayan, 170 Heavy on the black like ebony Money
, nigga Your so ugly with your boys, but I'm still pretty, nigga Lil' Wayne representin' I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs I tear up dreads
what you N-O But be warned, never will I leave like a regular Cause I'm a little better than the regular competitor I use to see 'em on stage Earnin money like
what ch'all, what ch'all got? What ch'all got to roll 'em up? Pack woods? Garcia Vegas? Straight chocolate Phillies? Nigga straight? Nigga I'll twist it in the Black 'n
afternoon I Fu-k with Money gang S.O.D. goon squad Yea I'm rich but yo as- can still get robbed I got no black card But I got a black Jag Flyin down 285
got they pussy and left I'm not an old fool from the old school like My Adidas Cause All Day I Drink And Smoke it's like I need it On stage you can boo
do the right thing I fuck around and wife her. (oh, yeeeah!) I'm Straight Stuntin from North Memphis to N.Y. (ch'eah!) I'm like the wind, homie! (homie
baby? Don't get peed on Cause mayne, I run thangs like creamed corn I'm like Kee-nan, Wayan, 170 Heavy on the black like ebony Money in the bank? Yeah
I cut em wide, I cut em long, I cut em fat (What) I keep em comin back (What!), we keep em coming back I into distrabution, I'm like Atlantic I got
ready to attack 'em. . . I had to fight back and hit 'em, like . . . you know . . . hit 'em and hit 'em and hit 'em, and . . . kick 'em and kick 'em and
Your so ugly with your boys, but I'm still pretty, nigga Lil' Wayne representin' I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs I tear up dreads, take
