[Intro]

Yessir

They can't stop me

Even if they stopped me

Hahaha, yeah

[Verse]

I'm on it, ooh, I'm on it

I'm so on it, and however you want it

You can get it tonight, ho, and all night, ho

I get the beat from (Maestro), a-fuckin' right, ho

I might go crazy on these niggas, I don't give a motherfuck

Run up in a nigga house and shoot his grandmother up

What? What? I don't give a motherfuck

Get your baby kidnapped and your baby mother fucked

It's Tha Carter III, bitch, better put your supper up

Hollygrove, I throw it up like I'm tryin' to lose my gut

Fuck is up? Beat him up like a million uppercuts

Got a million duffled up for the fuck of it, shit

Get on my level? You can't get on my level

You gon' need a space shuttle or a ladder that's forever

However, I'm better, if not now, then never

Don't you ever fix your lips unless you 'bout to suck my dick

Bitch, swallow my words, taste my thoughts

And if it's too nasty, spit it back at me

Two more inches, I'd have been in that casket

According to the doctor, I could've died in traffic

Bounce right back on them bitches, like Magic

Abracadabra, I'm up, like Viagra

I just do this shit for my clique, like Adam Sandler

I control hip-hop, and I'ma keep it on my channel

Watch me, bitch, watch me, bitch, watch me

But they cannot see me, like Hitler

It's the New Orleans nightmare

Money so old, it's growin' white hair

Young Money, baby, yeah, we right here

I'ma make sure we ball 'til we fall like tears

And mama, don't cry, your son can handle his

I got her out the hood and put up in the hills, yeah

When I was fourteen, I told my mom we would see better days

And sure enough, I got Miss Cita in a better place

When I was fourteen, I told my mom we would see better days

And sure enough, we did exactly what I said

I tell my girl, "When you fuck me, better fuck me good

'Cause if another girl could, she gon' fuck me good"

No sittin' at the table if you bringin' nothin' to it

And I get straight to it like it's nothin' to it

Yeah, I got game like Stuart

Scott, fresh out the ESPN shop

And when SportsCenter poppin', everything stoppin'

But you can't fool me, I know what you watchin'

[Refrain]

Me, you watch me

You watch me 'cause I be

Weezy, must-see

TV, C3

Nigga, that's me, and I'm me

I'm me, times three

So retreat, or suffer defeat

I'm back, 3-Peat, C3