Lil Wayne Lyrics
New Cash Money Lyrics
[Brisco:]
I'm from de cocaine era, packs in my stroller,
Two beepers and a flip, startech Motorola,
Bally silts? Kangol tilts,
Stand straight when the boss talkin, hush yo lips,
My affiliates contract hits,
I let da street declare war when you want dat beef,
Talk cheap, get money, I was taught to ride,
Loyalty came first and we don't switch no sides,
I'm a savage on the block, nickel rocks, and heroin hopes,
I walked da ghetto like them, but I was takin my notes
Certified goon, the locks on standby
I just need a couple real niggas I can stand by (C.M.B.)
A bad bitch with hips
And two niggas on the interstate takin them trips
I'm into carrots like Bugs Bunny
Young Brisco, da New Cash Money
[Lil Wayne:]
(Waaah) Reportin live from da booth,
I'm killin these bitches, Young Wayne Carruth,
Untamed and loose, plus drank and juice,
I was once a spark, into a flame it grew,
I don't complain to you, don't complain to me,
Erbody got beef and I just came to eat,
I'm in da game for D, if you in my lane I beat,
I been runnin this shit and I ain't neva sprained my knee,
And guess who came home, Roney da OG,
He still on paper, nigga we neva free,
And fo my homie Streets I'm a twist one up,
He can't even hit da kush he gotta piss in da cup,
What is dis on my wrist, shit it's sicker than uggh,
Yo Brisco, there ain't a sky bigger than us,
Wats good I'm in diamonds is you tippin or what,
I took ya bitch and she ain't comin back to work fo a month, Weezy!
[Brisco:]
I'm in da all red slide spur?, sittin on Ashantis,
With a bad red bone dat look somethin like Ashanti,
[Lil Wayne:]
Ok, Light brown, tan medina,
With a, light brown thick thing like Trina,
Um, you probably seen us,
Rippin da streets up with no top between us,
[Brisco:]
Your so genius,
Dats my word you know I got you twin,
You a real nigga dog, thanks for lettin me in,
[Lil Wayne:]
Yea, we in the game now and I'm bettin we win,
And I'm da rapper landlord just collectin my rent,
[Brisco:]
I put da house on lil Bris, he gon eat dis year,
Stop fo da real niggas who ain't see dis year,
[Lil Wayne:]
Open ya eyes, open ya eyes, cash money has a new face,
And we go tie da shit up like a shoelace'
[Brisco:]
And dats me da young hood messiah,
07 I'm a set da f*ckin hood on fire