Lyrics:

(Juelz santana:)
As I sit back relaxed wit her head in my lap in the back
Of the bentley gettin' head from the back (you know)
And she don't got no head full of naps so I'm pushin
On her head from the back gimmie that (gimmie that) up and
Down down and up gimmie that laffy taffy came on she
Gave me head to the snaps like (doom doom, doom doom doom)
She made me like the song she wrong, yeah she like action she like work
She suck dick like a vacuum suck dirt, I call her my quicker picker upper
'Cause she quick to pick the nut up quicker than a nigga tell her pick the nut up ya dig
Bitch now let me tell you about that six shot luger that I keep for you busters if you twitch ill shoot ya
Ill buck ya, ill bang ya, ill move ya like a dead car battery trust me ill boost ya no car cables
Ill hang you like a hanger in the closet, no coat on the hanger, just hangin' in the closet
Boy, I can just leave you where you stand or just shoot ya in the end and just meet you where you land

(Lil wayne:)
I came to rep my hood
I gotta ride clean
I gotta smoke good
Pullin on big fat cigars like suge
I ain't gotta explain whatâs already understood
Baby I'm a g I'm trying to get full
That hot ass 380 keep ya warm like wool
Niggas talkin' shit I wish nigga would boy
Smellin like shit from a bull boy
I gotta lot but I can never get enough
Man them 26 inches got the low low sittin' up
Mamma I can fix ya so you need to hook it
Rocky marciano how I beat the pussy up
Nigga you ain't no piranha playin' pussy gettin' fucked
Hit a nigga from a hundered yards like (click)
Shit you really don't understand dog chopper split yo ass
In half and they can share y'all that's the game stop lookin'
For a fair call pussycat niggas watch 'em cough up a hairball lookin' at niggas like
Why you gotta stare dog choppas cut heads off it doesn't cut hair off
These niggas air soft yeah soft shell tacos mild sauce move the ferrari
Like a wild horse or I'll get chofered like a mob boss yeah feel my swagger nigga I'm softer than a night sword blade and dagger don't play wit me bastard don't play wit me casper
Duct tape don't break the wrapper ill sell it to 'em whole and they'll pay me faster
Bitch make me rich if not make me cum then make me grits bitch blow on these dice make me rich
Then watch me bet my whole hand on a eight or a six, a ten or a four, a five or nine hey hey little rappers its survival time