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[Intro: DJ Drama] Ride with mula, yeah thats the mob Come check with Dram, and do ya job
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I'm not worthy of your controversy I'm not thirsty baby, I'm allergic, colder than a hockey jersey Dirty like Kentucky Derby, I was lying on a gurney I don't wanna die early, I was screaming fuck the world You was singing like a bird, yeah, never be concerned or worried Two girls like Laverne and Shirley, wake up in the morning early Tell 'em that I love 'em dearly, they say oh my god have mercy Shining like I got on Jergens, you can hear my diamonds screaming Like they just met god in person, oh my god the squad alerted, I confirm it They hop up like Kermit, come to bless you like a sermon My house lit like Pee-Wee Herman's and you know I bought it furnished I'm determined like attorneys, y'all lil boys ain't got attorneys I just hope she not a burden, I just hope she got a purpose That first week was power surging, oh my god the socket working I been listening to the money, it been telling me it's coming Sound like music to my ears, like a symphony of hundreds Momma told me I'd be special, Grandma told me I'd be something I made sure they wasn't guessin, made the most out they assumptions Being everything but simple, stretch a dollar like a limo Got a grill in one dimple, got my deal without a demo, Tunechi
[Hook: DJ Drama] Ride with Mula, yeah that's the mob Come check with Dram, and do ya job Thanksgiving is the name, IceBox did the chain Rolex for the watch, motherfucker, Plain Jane
[Verse 2: Jay Jones] I got issues, I got problems, we got missiles in the chopper Got a hoe from the Bahamas let me swordfight with her tonsils Brought the hoe up in the condo, had a party with Fernando I got condoms in the dresser, Percocets all on the mantle All they handle, name a bitch that I ain't fuck and I'ma bag her Keep it real, if I ain't fuck then my bros Tune and Mack done had her Got a bitch cook like a chef, I had a hoe from out the Mef She like to suck dick wit no hands, she say she do shit with no help Control myself, I been working overtime I owe myself I like my bitches thick and quick to go and lick below the belt I brought a goat to Hollygrove, flew your hoe out to my shows What happen on these tour buses? Like Vegas, nobody knows Got a plug on line 1, had to put momma on hold Talking numbers trying to see how I’m gonna get mama that Ghost Talking big money for sure, I don’t trick money to hoes I’mma keep running until I’m getting three hundred a show Yeah bitch, ride with the Mob, slob on my knob Get some bitches back to work and do the dishes, that’s your job I’ve been sipping, if they say I ain’t that nigga then they lying I put coke on the table, made her read between the lines I sit back waiting my time, now I’m flexin’, now I’m winnin’ I’m at Saks or I’m at Lenox, credit card ain’t got no limit Got a Mac with a extension, want see murder? Be a witness Y’all lil boys just mind yo business 'fo' y’all swimmin with the fishes Wait, yeah, I got the wave, I got the juice, I got the sauce, yeah ho Smoking the green, really it’s verbal, so I’ll be calling it hard Woah, South Beach with a bad bitch, I was just in the trenches I was just in a Honda now I’m skrrting in a Bentley, Jones
[Outro: Lil Wayne] Why don’t I use social media? Hold on. That’s why! I’m way too high for that shit, man. I will be pressin' all kinds of wrong shit. I can’t follow ten- two fuckin' directions [?]. Everytime I try to fuckin' order something, uh, you know what I mean, if it got two extra fuckin' screens that you gotta go through, I’m straight. You know what I mean, it’s just too much. Probably gotta be the same button to pressed to accept the shit, or deny the shit. I wouldn’t know That’s why I don’t fuck with social media. There ain’t no other reason you know what I mean? People probably think I got like a real strong reason. Like, you know what I mean, no, ‘cause, nah man, I just don’t know how, and I be way too twisted. Like, way too twisted to be fucking with that I don’t really text, none of that, like it’s just though It’s just, like, I’m not tech-savvy at all, I’m just sorry But if you come sit down with me and smoke one with me, I mean you’re gonna have an awesome time. It’s just what it is. I’m very social
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