[Intro: Lil Wayne]

That be that Cash Money piece, go restin' the dead

(Alright, alright)

[Chorus: Lil Wayne & Birdman]

I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest (Uh-huh)

I walk, I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest (Yeah)

I walk, I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest (Yeah)

That be that Cash Money piece, go restin' the dead, that be that (Uh)

Cash Money, Ca— Cash Money (If stunna say the nigga dead, then the nigga dead, that be that)

Cash Money, Ca— Cash Money (If stunna say the nigga dead, then the nigga dead)

I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest (If youngin' say the nigga dead, then the nigga dead, I'm in bitch)

That be that Cash Money piece, go restin' the dead (If youngin' say the nigga dead, then the nigga dead, [You dig?])

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Reporting from Kim's corner store

Hollygrove, 17th carnivore

Ridin' through the city in a Tonka toy

I got old money, coulda bought a dinosaur, huh

Only ride Chevy, never drive a Ford

And my Coupe doors open like plaza doors, yup

Red thick women (Uhh), I's adore

I'm a whore, you know that I'm a whore, yup

Cash Money, Cash Money, monster boys

Mafia bitch, even the cops avoid

And you say you want beef, then I got you, boy, uh

I'll just let the Big Mac, whop' a boy

See my dreads hangin' lookin' like a rasta, boy

Fuck with my roster and I turn into Mufasa, boy, haha

We run up in your casa, boy

And blast off like NASA, boy, haha

[Chorus: Lil Wayne & Birdman]

I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest (Yeah)

I walk, I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

I walk, I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

That be that Cash Money piece, go restin' the dead, that be that (Uh)

Cash Money, Ca— Cash Money (If stunna say the nigga dead then the nigga dead, that be that)

Cash Money, Ca— Cash Money

I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

That be that Cash Money piece, go restin' the dead (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Birdman]

Cash Money is an army nigga, better know it's gravy

If you ever fuck with Young and if you ever fuck with Baby

Shit gon' be crazy, nigga doin it like the 80's

Buncha young nigga poppin' off and they sprayin'

Up in the early, we thank Him for the sunshine

Got to get my bling on, reach for my chrome nine

Kiss mama cause we goin' out and get mines

Next nigga in line, seventeen on the grind

Shoot first, nigga not seeing mines

Big purses, million-dollar headlines

Five drops, O.G., the last Big Tyme'

Lord to the game, nigga, 'til it's my time

"Like Father Like Son," nigga, this time

Junior got the fame and the game, mastermind

Two hundred on the dash, nigga, watch me mash

Doing doughnuts in my hood gettin' paper bags

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

I walk, I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

I walk, I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

That be that Cash Money piece, go restin' the dead, that be that

Cash Money, Ca— Cash Money (That be that)

Cash Money, Ca— Cash Money

I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest (If stunna say the nigga dead, then the nigga dead)

That be that Cash Money piece, go restin' the dead (If stunna say the nigga dead, then the nigga dead)

[Verse 3: Birdman]

Ribbon is red, that how we pledge

An Uptown C.M.B. blood 'til I'm dead

That's what I said, I'll put some change on your head

If you ever cross a line nigga, it's nothin' but bread

Fifty shots I'm hot, nigga we won't stop

From putting candy on the slab nigga stirring them pots

Put the hammer on the jam nigga pull it and pops

And put the rubber on the bands, nigga stacking his knots

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]

Bitch I'm the boss, bih-bitch I'm the boss

And bury me like my father on the cross

And carry thy teen, I shall over a cross

Shorty got that game on lock, like a vault

Weezy Baby, cayenne pepper, no salt

Windows down on the hog in the winter, it's yo' fault

Hehehe, I don't jump on the track, I pole vault

I got that "S" on my chest, man I'm supposed to ball

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

I walk, I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

I walk, I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

That be that Cash Money piece, go restin' the dead, that be that

Cash Money, Ca— Cash Money (That be that)

Cash Money, Ca— Cash Money

I walk around like I got a "S" on my chest

That be that Cash Money piece, go restin' the dead