Walk It Off - Intellectual

[Intro: Lil Wayne, DJ Drama, & DJ tags]

Yeah

This go out to Hollygrove!

Okay

Gangsta Gri-Zillz!

[Bridge: Lil Wayne, DJ Drama, & DJ tags]

Now, put lil' Mack on the map if he walk it off (Shout-out the East Bank! Shout-out the West Bank!)

Now, put lil' Spitta on the map if he walk it off (This how it supposed to sound)

Now, put lil' Po on the map if he walk it off

Say, put lil' Fee on the map if he walk it off (Gangsta! Ill!)

Say, put E.I. on the map if he walk it off

'Kay, put lil' Drew on the map if he walk it off (Taz, what up?)

Say, put lil' Marc on the map if he walk it off

I'm a— (Gangsta!), I'm a— (Gangsta Grillz, you bastards!)

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna stunt

Bitch, I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna front

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna front

Ho, I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

You might see me in a Bentley painted royal blue

With the white interior on a set of twenty-twos

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

I'm a jalape-nuh boy, hot as Cayenne pepper

I'm from New Orleans City, but I take her to wherever

I'm tougher than leather, I'm smoother than suede

Always never broke, 'cause I'm usually paid

Got the Rover with the cage—kinda brown, off-beige

Everybody look at me, like I'm riding on stage

Got a woman named Sage—she twice my age

Every time she hit me up, she send a picture with a page

I ain't tryna fall in love, I ain't tryna get engaged

You can meet me at the alter when a nigga really dead

Every time I'm tryna leave, she beggin' me to stay

And I politely fade away, like my name was MJ

Then, she wrote me a note—guess what that note says?

"Wayne, I hope you still like me, but I go both ways"

And then, I said, "Oh"; then I said, "Okay"

Stabbed 'em up and got the fuck, like my name was OJ

If you lookin' for some money, bitch, my name is "No Way"

Not tomorrow, not today, not yesterday

I'm Mr. President, as they say

And that Phantom fits me, like it's tailor-made

I can take them to war, nigga—bombs away

I been in the water, fucking on the marmalades

If you lookin' for some money, bitch, my name is "No Way"

Not tomorrow, not today, not yesterday

[Chorus: Lil Wayne & DJ tags]

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna stunt

Ho, I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna front

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna front

Bitch, I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

You might see me in a Bentley painted royal blue

With the white interior, on a set of twenty-twos (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

Last week, I met a bitch, but I forgot her name

Short, sweet, red, cute—ol' vivrant thing

She got a earring in her pussy and everywhere else

She said she jog every day so she could cum on herself

Then, she tell me my love is the best she's felt

And she suck my dick like it's about to melt

She drink Vitamin Water—say it's good for her health

She can wrap my whole dick around her waist, like a belt

Then, here's another bitch—her name was Ayesha

She ride that dick good and make a mean cheese pizza

One time, it was so good, I told her, "Order one more"

She said, "It's not Domino's—it's DiGiornos"

There's another bitch—I met her at The Gong Show

Got her to the crib and turned it straight into a thong show

She do my dishes, wash my clothes, and fix my cornrows

I can't forget about my bitch named Eddie Boo

She's a young project bitch—I used to bring that ho to school

So, I brought the ho to the school; we standing on the yard

A bitch asked me—was I from the 17th Ward?

Niggas came out the cut and started muggin' me up

I grabbed the clip out my pocket and made them cowards duck

Then, I told my old lady, "I'll be back, you see

And hit me on my cell phone if niggas lookin' for me"

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

'Cause I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna stunt

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna stunt

Bitch, I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna front

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna front

Ho, I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

You might see me in a Bentley painted royal blue

With the white interior, on a set of twenty-twos

[Bridge: Lil Wayne]

Now, shake, slide ride, twerk, jerk, giddy-up

Jump, bounce on the dick, and get the fuck— get the fuck— yeah!

Shake, slide, ride, twerk, jerk, giddy-up

Jump, bounce on the dick, and get the fuck— get the fuck—

My name is Lil Weezy; they say I'm off the heezy

And I tell a dog ho, "Don't— Don't you be greedy"

My name is Lil Weezy; they say I'm off the heezy

And I tell a dog ho, "Don't— Don't you be greedy

Don't— Don't you be greedy— don't— don't you be greedy, bitch

Don't you be greedy— don't— don't you be greedy"

'Cause it'll "rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat" on them dog hoes

It'll "rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat" on them dog hoes

Them hoes, they mad (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Them hoes, they mad

Now, put Lil Wayne on the map, 'cause he walk it off

Ha, ha, ha, ha

[Chorus: Lil Wayne & DJ tags]

Bitch, I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna stunt

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna stunt

Ho, I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna front

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna front (Gangsta!, gangsta!)

Bitch, I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't lyin' to you

You might see me in a Bentley painted royal blue

With the white interior, on a set of twenty-twos, yeah

[Break: Lil Wayne]

Dedication 2, yeah

Straight from Tha Carter II, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

So much money off Tha Carter II, yeah

So much money off Tha Carter I, yeah

So much money, ‘cause I'm Birdman son, yeah

Don't hate, don't hate

Don't hate, haha, ha

I'm a good-lookin' rapper, I ain't tryna stunt

[Outro: DJ Drama]

This just the warm-up!

DJ Drama, Gangsta Grillz album

Watch what I do

Streets gon' be so proud, they might name one after me