Interpret:

Lil Wayne

Album:

Da Drought 3 (Mixtape)

And who i be? Weezy Baby, and honey please, say the baby, 
And I got em on they knees, saying baby, 
Im a goodfella, they bout to make me 
But I been made ho, I been paid ho, 
I spent 2000 dollas on these shades ho' 
I'm red hot, I'm ice cold 
I got enough cheese, keep me out that mice hole 
I got nice hoes, I got bad bitches 
Yea, Daddy's rich I got their bitches 


[Chorus]
Hey where we from, new orleans 
Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes 
And what we drink? (drank) 
That lean (lean) 
Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!) 
And what we smoke? That piffy (you know) 
Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) 
Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) 
Presidential shit, monica lewinsky 


[Verse 1]
Back for the M*tha F*ckn title its your idle, 
Get money 'til I die, got my hand on the bible 
I'm a scrap what I'm writing wit a hand full of rifle 
If ya man feelin Eifel, Imma make his ass leeeeaaan 
Yeeah, 60 grand cut the lights on, 40 grand for the floor cut the mic on 
Thats right ho, Hawaiian punch sprite so purple wit the 'tuss 
Bitch I'm on that leaaaan, 
Yeah, and I'm on that green 
Won a championship I'm still on that team 
Yeah, and I'm ya woman's dream, 
And If ya feelin' cold man Imma blow that steam (PFFFF) 
Hah, and I'm so damn clean 
These leaves cost a stack, that's throw back jeans 
You wouldn't know that you don't roll like me 
We in the building everything cool until i scream (yeah) 


[Chorus]
Hey where we from, new orleans 
Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes 
And what we drink? (drank) 
That lean (lean) 
Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!) 
And what we smoke? That piffy (you know) 
Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) 
Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) 
Presidential shit, monica lewinsky 


[Verse 2]
Ridin' in the caddy mo' 
Blowin like sachmo 
I'm highly strapped low 
Baby go from what ya know 
Tinteds turn pictures change new photo different frame 
Money up, champagne, still posin', same game 
Cash money still, do it for the money 
Gotta black car, grey car, gas car, green car 
Backyard theme park, front yard car show 
I'm somewhere in the house 
And it's like where's waldo? 
Ten bricks straight powder air cargo 
Weezy F. straight hustlin' no barcode 
You don't know what my heart holds, straight fuel 
Take ya bitch from the club make her ass a mule 
Put some weight on her back make her ass move 
She give daddy money back that's a fast move 
40 G's one chain, that's a man jewels 
45 for the Jag dude 


[Chorus]
Hey where we from, new orleans 
Hurricanes pussy poppa's murder scenes 
And what we drink? (drank) 
That lean (lean) 
Cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!) 
And what we smoke? That piffy (you know) 
Presidential shit, bill clinton (you know) 
Black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i love it) 
Presidential shit, monica lewinsky 


[Verse 3]
Uh, smooth out my mansion to my whip 
I leave the bullshit inside wit my bitch 
I move the heavy ass gun from my hip 
Then I sit the same heavy ass strap on my lap 
I'm steady as crack wit the strap 
I'm heavy as da-white but Dwayne not fat 
I'm right like Betty and the fetti is the facts 
The Birdman Junior holla back where ya stack 
I'm just tryin' to let my hair back 
And chill where they got some air at, Ya hear dat? 
Champagne clear liquor put that beer back 
Got work so cheap it's on Sears racks 
Holla at me on the low I take care of that 
And feds buy mixtapes yeah I'm aware of that 
But this here is the suffix you scared of dat 
When you get shot you know where ya at
And where we from NEW ORLEANS