Dough Is What I Got
(专辑: Da Drought 3 - 2007)
This is a
public service announcement Lil Wayne, Weezy F. Baby, is the
best rapper alive Hit me Haha Good morning, New York Good afternoon, New Orleans Good night, America Hahahaha Yeah Dough is what I
got, little mama Dough is what I
got, pretty lady Dough is what I
got, shorty Dough is what I
got, baby C'mon, I'm paid, I'm paid I'm paid, I'm paid Hey! Give a
woman none—uh-uh! I
already gave my brother some It's my sister turn Ain't it funny how the
fish do bird? But your boy just relax like a
fresh, new perm As the
world in the
barrel of the
pistol turn And we get it how we live, never live and learn Gotta talk about the
flow 'cause you is concerned Only down-south rapper could've been in The
Firm Or The
Commission or a
Wu-Tang nigga Tryna tell you I
can kick it like Liu Kang, nigga Got that Sub-Zero flow, how you want me, ma? Make her "Get over here!" like Scorpion And when it comes down to this recording I
must be Lebron James if he's Jordan No—I won rings with my performance I'm more Kobe Bryant of an artist Same coach, same game, been starting Same Triangle Offense I
come through the
lane like a
Dodge, and Referee niggas is lame, they call charging I
have no brain, I'm retarded We are not the
same, I'm a
Martian You can be my Jane, I'm your Tarzan I'm from the
jungle where the
snakes is all poison I
am magnificent like Marcus You might wanna fall back like August Or late September—whatever you call it I
hit niggas in the
head like Vonage I
am talking to no particular audience But understand: I'm the
guardian And understand: There won't be no guarding him You will just get played like an accordion I
don't give a
damn if she's bossy I
keep pussy running like a
faucet She better catch like she Steve Largent Because I'm "What's up!?" like Martin Hahaha Woo! Yeah! See— I
know y'all talking about me And y—you don't like what you hear sometimes But um... um, since I'm so bright I'ma put the
spotlight on you, baby Show me what you 'bout, little daddy I
know you need to stop, stop hating I
know what you not, whoadie And that is Weezy Baby Blunts up, now, blaze (Hey), blaze (Hey) Blaze (Hey), blaze (Hey) I'm working—Yeah! Tell the
world, "Take six" Young Dictionary, make words make sense Then I
make cents make dollars Make the
skinny girl holler, make the
fat girl hungry Make the
ugly girls want me, put the
pretty girls on me Make the
shy girls horny, make the
fly girls corny And only for me Because of who I
A-M, holler back in the
morning Hey! Now holler back if you own shit The
CEO of the
moment Bullshit: I
don't condone it Aw, baby, just hop on it Hahaha Yeah, ha You like that I
know! Marley, what up? Hey! Hey! Hey! Show me what you got, little mama Show me what you got, pretty lady Show me what you got, shorty Show me what you got, baby You rappers ain't safe, safe Safe, safe, ah! Haha