[Intro: Jae Millz, DJ Drama, & DJ drops]

Dedication 3, Young Money, nigga (Barack O-Drama!)

Dedication 3, Young Money, nigga (Gangsta Grillz, you bastards!)

Dedication 3, Young Money, nigga

Jae Millz (Gangsta! AMG!)

Gangsta Grillz, you bastards!

We just shining on you niggas all crazy!

Hahaha! (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!) Let's go!

[Verse 1: Jae Millz]

I'm the real, I'm the authentic, the fact and the truth

It's Jae Millz, brown skin, but I black in the booth

And for the green or that white, you'll see red

Mushroom bullets hit your body, and they spread

Then your ass dead, no need for a hospital room or a bed

Just tell his mama, "Get him some nice threads"

So at least he'll be a bitch-ass nigga dying in style

He didn't want to look up to me, now he gotta look down

Somebody better tell 'em: On these beats, I'm a beast

Half-man, half-animal like King on "Tekken"

I'll wreck him, and yeah, Young Money is what I'm reppin'

Respect 'em or I'll put you on that highway to Heaven

Matter of fact, pussy, you'll get your own lane

With no speed limits, so you can get there in a minute, ha

It's Dedication 3, it's no replacing we

That's like asking a group of Muslims, "Where that bacon be?"

Straight Grand Patrón flow, it's no chasin' me

And that amnesia is what my medication be

That's that Amsterdam grade-A, I'm smoking in the Netherlands

So high that I'll probably fucking never land, bitch!

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne, DJ Drama & DJ drops]

Motherfucking psychopaths

Young Money cavemen, motherfuck a Geico ad (Ill!)

Four-four, bulldog, fuck around and bite your ass

Shitting on you bitches, now let me flush the toilet and wipe my ass (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)

Bitch, I'm balling, I like my cash—no, I'm lying, I love my dough

Got them hoes fallin' like a hundred million dominoes

But I don't eat pizza, I eat pussy

When he wouldn't

Holla at your guala, yeah, bitch, it's me

Kicking motherfuckers out the kitchen heat

I'll put you where the fishies sleep

And when they wake, you'll be the fishies' feast (Gangsta!)

Haha! Yeah, I'm a shark, you see my fin, ho?

Bullet leave a hole in your face, not a dimple

Straight from the N.O., it's no problemo

To put a nigga brains on the motherfucking window

Ugh! Damn right, I'm nasty

How I come through in that wide-eyed Aston

The leather guts, and might I add in:

It's black-on-chrome like Darren McFadden

Yeah, and don't be comparing my swag

With these wack-ass niggas that's oh-so-swagless

Yeah, and call me Mr. Swagmore

Got your girlfriend open like some fucking pores

Or open like some fucking doors

Nigga, it's, "Fuck you, and I'm fucking yours"

From the bedroom to the floors

Whores, haha!