South Muzik

(album: Dedication 2: Gangsta Grillz - 2006)

Shout out to my nigga DJ Drama man
You know you killing the mixtape game right now man
Niggas can't fuck with my homie
Homie getting the cover of magazines
Homie's well known everywhere
And you know if you gon' do a mixtape you gotta go through Drama
That's just how it go man
Respect my nigga 'cause I respect my nigga
And I fucks with him man
Y'all look out for the fucking, official Gangsta Grillz album coming
You know I'm 'a be on that thing doing what I do best, man
Weezy F. Baby please say the baby
If you don't your bitch will

See we did the first Dedication before disaster
I see now why we named it that, obviously it was a reason
Dedication 2
For those not with us no more, we dedicate this to them

My name Wayne and I came to party
My watch an Icee and my chain a Frostee
Them bitches like me, but their mans is salty
I ain't on strike three, but his brains'll cost me
I'mma chill, like waiting for the doctor
I'm awaiting for the proper head doctor hey
I need a check-up, and mami telling me her man need to step up
I'm like, say no more 'cause there's the door
And my niggas like I ain't trying hate on yours
I'm like boy I don't save no whore, oh no
I'm too small to go against the cold
So I grab me a freak and be like, let's roll
'Cause after the after party is the motherfucking bachelor party
That's what's up, master suite master me
And we be "ungh" all night like Master P yeah

My name Wayne and I came from money
I gotta pretty bitch with me, but her brains is ugly
Got a city bitch with me, but her brains is country
Yeah a silly bitch with me, man her brains is dummy
Be smart I'll take the brains of dummies
That Desert Eagle new, workout plan, brain then tummy
I ain't got no umbrella and it's raining money
I'm dumb better than these lames that's stunting
I run better like, Corey Dillion for the New England Pats
They're like, no he didn't get that new Bentley black-and-white
Sure he did, no kidding, know he kitted it
Know he told the dealer make sure there's no equivalent
So that makes this a one of one
That means none before it, none to come
Young money but the money ain't young neither's the night
What are you drinking make it a double you in trouble oh

My name Wayne and I came to rock
I come a long way from turning cocaine to rock
And like the song say get, get you ass on up
But her thong say pull me down or to the side
And I go and say, sweetie can you open up your walkway
Bet I run up and down your hallway all-day shit
Ain't nothing like a hard-day menage
I call it three the hard way, oh
Hollygrove hard case, star face Scarface
Very similar to my pa face, I'm particular 'bout my court case
I ride fly, look out the window you saw space
I ride high, my interior tye die, I'm so superior
You looking at Cash Money's interior you're hearing me
Birdman, J-R a period, holler at a nigga when you're serious shit