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DJ Drama & Lil Wayne] Shout to Mack Maine! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hood boss, what's up? 6, 6, 6 (Gangsta Grizz-ills!) Big body on brabus, that's all I know Big shotties in the closet, that's all I wore Screaming "money over power," quote, un-quote And if the bread get too low, kidnap John Doe (hold up) I just fucked your bitch in some Young Money flip flops I'm smoking on that loud and you can hear a pin drop (hold up) I just kissed my bitch and I left codeine in her mouth (yeah) Swimming in my money, I smell chlorine when I count (get 'em) Skating and mating, I'm spinning like Daytons I'm winning like Peyton, I'm Christian like Laettner I'm putting some straightener, into all of these Satans I'm Wilder than Nathan, Goliath on David I'm quietly waiting I'm trying to be patient but They want me to wait for Simon to say it but I am too faded, talk to my agent or They talk about you to your congregation Man, no conversation or negotiation No affiliation by association I need confirmation for my compensation Or we make a corpse out of your corporation I need my donation, take drugs in rotation That AK gon' sound like a standing ovation They landing your facial, bandanna, rosacea I'm all about numbers, comparisons, ratios Collateral, collateral, Xanax and Adderall got me unparralleled Me and your bitch compatible Go together like a parachute and a "geronimo" This dick is mechanical, but he get too casual up in the vaginal I pop a Viag-a-ra, she hop like a kangaroo Suck like a snaggle-tooth, I ain't got time for no rumors When I am not human, or you men, I'm booming I'm fucking her, fucking her roomie I'm platinum versus aluminum, I'm shrooming I visualize what I'm assuming, my vision is gloomy But fuck it I zoom in and now I see movement And I'd like to thank all the niggas that schooled me But I still might shoot up my class reunion I'm sipping that Houston like it's communion Smoking some weed, bright as a petunia Been hanging around with my shooters When you was still hanging out with Mr. Cooper Which one of you niggas want beef? I'm putting your name inside the chalupa Money since the Mayans, thugging since the riots Cystic simplifying, higher than Orion Lying off the diet, eat the whole safari Pop a cork about it, keep it soft and sour Watch the market tower Find a wooden counter, knock on it twice and count 'em Competition, clown 'em, opposition chowder Watch the bitches shower Optimistic mama, common sense ain't common Top position scholar, so far from the bottom They can't hear me holler All I say is our, all I say is our, our father My li'l bae a model, pussy taste like cobbler Make me As-salaam Alaykum bottle What more can I say about her? Pray about it I just race the Rari' left it way behind me, taste the mileage Loud-ass blatant diamonds I think they the loudest, waking zombies Break a face or promise, give me steak lasagna, hate your honor Still my mama's baby, and my baby mamas, they some riders Can't deflate them tires, I'm still chasing commas Nigga I made Big Tymers And I'm still taking time to make it timeless, Dedication problems Sick shit, ay yeah, yeahhh.