[Intro: Lil Wayne & DJ Drama]

I'm ready, ah-ah-ow

Rest in peace Pimp C, yeah

Gangsta Grizzillz

Let me spark up first

A dedication

I'm ready, ah-ah-ow

Rest in peace to Kid Stewart (Trendsetter)

Rest in peace Pimp C, yeah

Rest in peace my nigga Jax, biggest racks

Gangsta Grizzills

Let me spark up first

Let you know what the fuck is goin' on (D3)

That Dedication 3

Count it

One, two, three

DJ Drama (Dramatic, nigga)

Yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Money-makin' Weezy, Weezy makin' money

I keep my dick in my pants, but them hoes take it from me

I go to sleep on Monday and I wake up Sunday

I go to sleep with money and wake up with money

Man, I'm on 'bout five of 'em

My girl so thick, you can see her ass from the side of her

Haha, your girl just came in the booth

Somebody better get her a flammable suit

I got that bitch jumpin' like a kangaroo

Ain't a thing to do but bang, then screw

I live in the cloud like the angels do

Hey, traffic, let my Vanquish through (Gangsta Grizzillz)

Ayy, ma, this what I think of you

I wanna fuck your head off and fuck your ankles loose

Then drink the juice, I'm dangerous

I got her clothes fallin' off like the hanger loose

Mm, I be the monster in her closet

She wanna go to Mars, I tell her hop on top my rocket

Five, four, three, two, one, takeoff

John Travolta with the head, I suck your face off

Tell your man take that cape off

I put his ass in the pocket like the eight-ball

Wait, y'all, I never been tall

But if I stand on my money, I'll be with God

Like hallelujah, baby

It's, it's Young Mula, baby

[Interlude: Gudda Gudda]

Y'all niggas stupid

Alright, look, uh

[Verse 2: Gudda Gudda]

Young Gudda

Put the gun to your head, make it pop like a bubble

When I pop off, you in trouble

Gat to your waist, click-clack, make his fuckin' knees buckle

Look at these suckas (Gudda), talkin' that bullshit

They don't know Gudda got a full clip and I pull shit

Leave your stupid ass wet like a pool, bitch, I don't bullshit, no

Leave a bitch nigga stinkin' like bullshit

Gudda ain't the nigga you should fool with, no (Gudda)

These niggas know me, nigga, knife like Shinobi, nigga

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]

Your mother owe me, nigga

Your brother pay me, nigga, your sister lay me, nigga

And I made your wife suck my Weezy F. babies, nigga

I'm still a crazy nigga, fuckin' right, I'm wildin'

Nigga, I just made a hundred fuckin' million dollars

Nigga, I ain't even gotta rhyme

Nigga, I just made a hundred fuckin' million dollars