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Somebody call the slick police
Capitol W
Weezy Baby
This is the Carter man
Brim low, all I can see is the floor, now let′s go
Raj, you're bangin′ 'em in the
Raj, I say you're bangin′ ′em in the
Raj, I say you're bangin′ 'em in the head with this one, cut
Weezy, Weezy say guard your face, bitch
Weezy say guard your neck, bitch
Weezy Baby, and this is Tha Carter
I move it from an eight to a slab, from a slab to a quarter
From a quarter to a half, from a half to a hard one, uh
You do the math, it′s a horror
While I be on the ave gettin' off one nineteen for a soft one, uh
Bricks, I loft ′em, catch him, he hot
If I catch you without my scratch, I'm stretchin' you out
If you catch me without the burner, burn me
I beg of you, shoot off the leg of you and kick you in the ass
I′m dyin′ of doom, I say I'm sick with cash
These eyes are real, see straight through your liquid ass
You see me straight through the glass house, picnic wagon
You could see it by my bitch face, she thick with ass
Get slick, slick, I click-click-blast on your bitch ass
Squad up, shit, click or smash on your bitch ass
Smash on your bitch ass
Now pick the grass up out your ass and the caps out your cap, ay
Who wan′ fuck with me? Tell 'em I′m waitin' for ′em
Who wan' fuck with me? Tell 'em I′m waitin′ for 'em
Who wan′ fuck with me? I got the blazer for 'em
Who wan′ fuck with me? Do you wan' fuck with me?
Who wan′ fuck with me? Tell 'em I'm waitin′ for ′em
Who wan' fuck with me? Tell ′em I'm waitin′ for 'em
Who wan′ fuck with me? I got the blazer for 'em
Who wan' fuck with me? Do you wan′ fuck with me? Naw
Hustle boy, sell a nick to your mom
I′ll sell a brick out your house, I'll sell a brick to a house, nigga
I′ll send a clip to your mouth, back of the gun to your nose
Front of the gun to your clothes, I let it rip and I bounce
Lights off, young Teddy Pender' is out
Mask on, scare the fuck out you, but your ass grown
I wasn′t born with no silver spoon
But I can heat it in a spoon and pitch it in a balloon, whoa
Tune sittin' in your room, sing for me
But if you don′t give me no tune, the semi go boom
But if you don't hear me, though, fool, the semi go boom
I'm tryna make moves, but they give me no room
I take my space, I blaze the haze, take your babe to space
She give me major face, I sung "Amazing Grace"
I was once lost, but now I′m found
Full of them pounds is how I′m found, ay
Who wan' fuck with me? Tell ′em I'm waitin′ for 'em
Who wan′ fuck with me? Tell 'em I'm waitin′ for ′em
Who wan' fuck with me? I got the blazer for ′em
Who wan' fuck with me? Do you wan′ fuck with me?
Who wan' fuck with me? Tell ′em I'm waitin' for ′em
Who wan′ fuck with me? Tell 'em I′m waitin' for ′em
Who wan' fuck with me? I got the blazer for ′em
Who wan' fuck with me? Do you wan' fuck with me? Naw
Oh, oh, oh, bang ′em in the head, whoa
Oh, oh, bang ′em in the face, whoa
Oh, oh, bang 'em in the neck, whoa
Brim low, all I can see is the floor, now let′s go
I know how to cook, so I buy it soft
I also sell it soft dependin' the cost
You know that′s shells they toss defendin' they boss
They wipes ′em well across your dentures like floss
You know I, I smell your talk and I swear I knows bullshit and pussy near or far
Y'all niggas better gear up for the comin' of the boy
From a youngin to a boy to young boy, boy
I dump toys, boy, at your punk boy-toys
Take the pump out the trunk, take a chunk out a chump, oh
Baby, what have I done? I′ve created a monster
Weezy Baby the gangster, no wankster
Hell naw, I smell y′all
Didn't know Jam Master well, but I rocks with my shells on
And the block still a hell zone
Get a helmet for you and your gal′s dome, I suggest (ay)
Who wan' fuck with me? Tell ′em I'm waitin′ for 'em
Who wan' fuck with me? Tell ′em I′m waitin' for ′em
Who wan' fuck with me? I got the blazer for ′em
Who wan' fuck with me? Do you wan′ fuck with me?
Who wan' fuck with me? Tell 'em I′m waitin′ for 'em
Who wan′ fuck with me? Tell 'em I′m waitin' for ′em
Who wan' fuck with me? I got the blazer for 'em
Who wan′ fuck with me? Do you wan′ fuck with me? Naw
Ah, ah, bang 'em in the head, whoa
Oh, oh, bang ′em in the face, whoa
Ah, ah, bang 'em in the neck, whoa
Brim low, all I can see is the floor, now let′s go
Oh, bang 'em in the head, whoa
Ah, ah, bang ′em in the face, whoa
Ah, ah, bang 'em in the neck, whoa
Brim low, all I can see is your hoe, now let's go
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Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Roger D. Dickerson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
