Lyrics:

(Akon)
Rubbin on that Italian leather
Them Konvict jeans on
Ay yo Weezy you ready
Yea
Konvict (Konvict)

I get it in til the sun rise
Doin 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screamin out
Ay ay ay Im Im so paid
Number one hustler gettin money
Why you wanna count my money
Im a hustler dont need
Nahn one of yall see
Im so paid

See police on the crooked I
Doin a 100 on Interstate ninety-five
My shorty leanin, blastin that do or die
Pushin that motherf***in wood
Cuz we certified
Got a system thatll beat
And knock your wall off
Got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off
Got a bunch of goons
Hope they never call off
And my snipers sittin on the roof
Already saw yall
Aint too much to put a strain on me
Thats the reason why
I have to put the blame on me
Rather have them dolla bills rain on me
Than to let them haters come and make a Name off me
Thats why

I get it in til the sun rise
Doin 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screamin out
Ay ay ay Im Im so paid
Number one hustler gettin money
Why you wanna count my money
Im a hustler dont need
Nahn one of yall see
Im so paid

Im the boss it only takes 1 call
Ror a driver to hit you up
And drop you off thats all
Guess what
I wont be takin that fall
Homie I got cake
Thats what Im payin them for
Haha!
Aint that funny
Cuz niggas they want war
But aint got money
Cuz I seen them all talk
Until they start gunnin
Quicker than Usain Bolt
The fastest thang runnin

Yea
Akon Weezy
Block oil holdin down Jersey
Devon makin sure we gettin it up front
My lil brother Boo got that vision bake it

I get it in til the sun rise
Doin 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screamin out
Ay ay ay Im Im so paid
Number one hustler gettin money
Why you wanna count my money
Im a hustler dont need
Nahn one of yall see
Im so paid

(Lil Wayne)
I am, big money Weezy
White wife beater with the sig underneath it
How do I feel, Bitch I feel undefeated
Snap my fingers
Disappear from the precinct
Yeah,
Im ballin we ball out
Thoughts of before until the ball bounce
I see some niggas with guns at yall house
Only to find out you live in a doll house
Damn
But I thought you was tough dont
We carry choppers on our necks
Call it cut throat
We, bury powers on the set
That they come from
We, no magic turn
We, smoke the gun smoke
We, bomb first when we ride
You, in a hearse when you ride
Ay,
I put my shoes on baby
And Im holding down Young Mula baby
Thats why

I get it in til the sun rise
Doin 90 in a 65
Windows rolled down screamin out
Ay ay ay Im Im so paid
Number one hustler gettin money
Why you wanna count my money
Im a hustler dont need
Nahn one of yall see
Im so paid
Im So Paid