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Chrome on the leather intestines
Wit' a top model and a
I'ma Rottweiler yes rock 'n' roller
It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby yeah up out 'da stroller

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

1:]
Im higher than the solar system twist 'em
Im like Macaulay Culkin I was rich when I was
On Im ballin' you niggaz haterholics
Im jus' the so you can save the garlic
Im a set of keys Im 'bout to get it started
I smoke Beverly Hills from California
bitches after me so I put that paddle on 'em
She my dick and said she shoulda put a saddle on 'em
I watch out for 'dem listen for that rattle homie
And I aint got a clique I got a cattle
Wud up five kickin' jus' bein' booL
Im talkin' foreign money like a European
Yeah Im heavy mane so you should
I hit you one time fuck up yo
I got rhythm I got soul yall
I travel all around the like a postcard
My flow fuck around and get a cold sore
I got this bitch on lock like a closed
Weezie's real 'dem niggaz folklore
Im connected I got more hoods a coat store
Im successful I got more than you can hope for
And I got thru 'dat water a boat ore
Young the name
Baby boy risin' like hot water and

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

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

Weezy Baby