Lyrics:

(feat. Birdman)

[Lil Wayne]
Yeah
Ok Im strapped
Get Em
Black Hat, Black Shades, Black Diamonds Oh Behave
No he cant with the fuckin seats back
Got the paint job tho
And the fuckin seats cracked

[Chorus]
Im a d-boy
Bitch Im a d-boy
Ho Im a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov for them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power

Im a d-boy
Bitch Im a d-boy
Ho Im a dopeboy
I got the scope in the rov for them jackboys
I got money in my pocket
I got money in my block
I got the money in the power
Im Gone

[Lil Wayne]
Thinkin of a masta plan
I get money but Im thinkin of a fasta plan
Im tryin to cash it in
I got 5 in thet garbage can and the Wrap Saran
I need cash advance
See I know three sold
The other two a jam
Ima sit on one and whip the other one much as I can
Hot ass fuckin sadan
Windows rolled down no sound
Them bricks got the speakers drowned
I aint listenin for shit but sirens
I aint tryin to get to my ships sunk fuck you pirates
Ill touch you cowards
It aint nuthin to a boss
The niggaz in the hood tryina floss and ya head gotta cost nigga
Take a loss nigga
SS five five all black with the top chopped off dat
Catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at
I aint tryin to prove nuttin Im jus tryin to move somen

[Chorus]

[Baby]
See we cookin up a thousand grams
Im in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans
Triple color with the platinum jam
50 birds homeboy in the back of a van
A hundred grand in rubberbands
We got them birds in the coffee cans
We got the whips wit the extra clips
Got bitches outta state niggaz flippin them bricks
Been in the caddy been in the alley
Nigga been on the block
Right in front of mrs gladdies (?)
Nigga know bout hustlin
Know bout stuntin
Did the curb servin shyned every summer (Biatch)
Been on front, been in the back
Nigga roll wit ducktape and ride wit the mac
We see these haters like fuck them niggaz
We made men millionaire hustlin our nature

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
8 AM open my eyes
Yeah kick my bitch tell her open the blinds
And Im, over the stove at 9
Yeah Im cookin breakfast for the block then I let her cook mine
Yeah quick line in the bathroom before we bounce
Not me I mean her she go a day a ounce (damn)
Yall pray for her
While Im at the bus station in the Bently sittin low as I wait for her
Im gettin dough Im a paper---boy I will take ya
For the right paper--boy I will take her
Shake her--tape her--waist up
Send her to the money she be back before I wake up
Get cha cake up
Yall niggaz lame ducks
Ya prolly get ya game up when Im givin the game up
My name wayne what
Hot boy flame up
You niggaz tryin to change up and Im gettin my change up

[Chorus]