Lyrics:

[Interviewer:]
So &ampquot;Little Wayne,&ampquot; whats your motivation?

[Lil Wayne:]
Is that really a question
Do you really have that written down in your notepad
You should be ashamed of yourself
You smell me girl
I smell like money
See, thats what they dont understand (Tell em a god damn thang)
To me it was always get money or die
I come up under Birdman the Number One Stunner
You know what I mean Im stunner junior thats all I know thats all I ever knew
Get money or get nothing you know what Im saying
And I feel that way
Foreal

[Verse 1:]
So hard I go I keep pushing
The game so crazy Im in it like deep pussy
I got chip from trying to get the whole cookie
Used to make a thousand dollars everytime I played hookie
Dwayne Carter absent keep looking
Im present on the block
Im a legend on the block
Ice so bright like heaven on the watch
Yea nigga I done dropped one eleven on the watch
So watch and see what I do
Breeze by you so fast got you sneezing hachoo
They got the shivers mayne I got the fever
I got to bring the hood back after Katrina
Weezy F. Baby now the F is for FEMA
Sick nigga bitch I spit that Leukemia
Yea no cure no help
So me so good so hard so felt
Feel me

[Lil Wayne:]
And thats just my point right there
Thats what Im always trying to stress know what Im saying
If you dont understand me if you dont feel me then you aint real
In my eyes, and thats all that count to me you know

[Interviewer:]
So, is your music considered the voice of urban America or America period

[Lil Wayne:]
I mean, I would say the voice of the hood cause thats who I speak for
And myself, you know what I mean, my family thats who I represent
My hommies, my girl, my life you know

[Verse 2:]
Cmon, bang this shit nigga pump my shit
You gotta bang that wimp and go and dump that bitch
You gotta claim that strip and go and flood that bitch
You gotta aim that shit and straight bust that shit
Like motherfuck them niggas what they wan-do Im ready
Tevin Campbell, no homo, black rambo
Fucking with the boy baby thats a cambo
If he won in vegas leave him on the crap table
Im willing and Im able to come run up in your stable
Like nobody make a sound where the paper where the paper
Gotta get it gotta have it
Once I got it Imma spend it
Then its back to doing any damn thing just to get it
The re-ups be like birthday parties
No room to park the cars in the garages
So outside the cribs all you see is arayis
If I aint say it right fuck it I aint foreign
Feel me

[Lil Wayne:]
And see thats where everybody get me wrong at you know what I mean
I got that heat rock, foreal

[Interviewer:]
Why do you think other rappers lack the impact of your music

[Lil Wayne:]
Thats because they aint got that heat rock like me you know what I mean
They aint spitting like me
They spitting, but, know what I mean, they aint got colds
I got the flu over here man, foreal
I need relief, yall help me
I know yall sick of me, cause Im tired of yall foreal

[Verse 3:]
And based on the bank, Im doing much better than alot of these niggas
Im tired of these niggas
Yawning when I see them make me stretch and pull the burner
Im cocking back and passing
They catch em in they sternum
Ooh ooh that gone probably burn ya
That gone probably learn ya
To never ever ever - ever ever ever come around here no more
Rich gangsters over here you gotta die with the broke bitch
Im the God I should ride with the Pope
But the boy so hood I just ride with my hoe yeah
Yeah, and tell em bout Hollygrove
Tell em bout my last show
Tell em bout my last hoe
You know, just born to mack
Call me Dione Sanders bring the corner back, yeah
Im in my prime niggas falling back
Thats right Im comming baby yeah hard as crack
Feel Me

[Lil Wayne:]
And thats just what it is nigga
If you dont like my shit then fuck you and your shit man straight up
Thats how I was tought thats how I was brought up
and thats how Imma go down
Cash-Money Young-Money in your motherfucking throat bitch
Swallow slow
Weezy F. Baby this interview is over, go to the next song
Bitch