歌手:Lil Wayne
专辑:《Tha Carter III》

作词 : Carter, Dwayne
作曲 : Carter, Dwayne
Sittin in a Caddy, bright like Batty
Floatin up the aisle like the bride and her daddy
Hip-hop addict, hip-hop addict
Man I swear I'm on top like the attic
Yeah *****, I be with my dog like S**ggy
And we stay clean but get dirty like Harry
Flyer than bluebirds, cardinals and canaries
**** me, I'm all about "Oui" like Paris
Hilton Presidential Suite already
I'm richer than Nicole and I'm a Lion like her Daddy
I'm am hotter than the Sunday after Saturday
I swear I'm a savage like Lil Webbie and Randy
Oscar De La Hoya, box you like a casket
Or Diego Coralles, ***** keep jabbin
See my style it varies, like drugs in an alley
My leather so soft my paint prettier than Halle
Wittier than comedy, ***** write a parody
But I ain't tellin jokes... apparently
Apparent, yeah my daughter be the twinkle of my eye
You hurt her, you kill me and ***** I ain't bout to die
See y'all are at ground, and my daughter is my sky
I swear I look in her face and I just want to break out and fly
Four tears in my face and you ain't never heard me cry
I'm richer than all y'all, I got a bank full of pride
Ow, started out hustlin, ended up ballin
***** I'm the s*it, get the **** up out my toilet
Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
***** I'm the s*it, get the **** up out my toilet
My paint bubbleish, the motor so vicious
The rims the same color as the wrapper of a kiss
First some hyphee, thump it like a piston
And when I'm in Detroit I be ballin like a Piston
Boy did I mention I fly like a pigeon
Higher than gas prices, you Las Vegas trickin
I'm 9 under par in the Bentley golf cart
The Polo be cream but the bottle's Caviar (yeah! )
Weezy I'm sick from all this tourin
You told me (sip this) then call me in the morning (yeah)
And I vow I never trust another one (another woman)
In my life, and then I got horny (ah hah)
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
***** I'm the s*it, get the **** up out my toilet
Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
***** I'm the s*it, get the **** up out my toilet
See I ain't goin no where *****
You know a ***** been home honey
Money f****n retarded, call it down syndrome money
My cake sick s*it, been diagnosed sickle cell brain
The revenue stream got a disease like a jail bed
Like a mattress from Sing-Sing or way down to Comstock
These b*****s call me bling king I s*it when the bomb drop
And sprinkle diamonds all over ****** flawless in D-Class
Then twinkle like a s*ine, just like a sparkle from clean glass
They movin on a ***** as I walk through the valley, ready?
And zoom in with the cameras like I'm thickin' down Halle Berry
My money help me do things that you *****'s can't believe
Like purchase persons, places all them things that you can't conceive
Like interactin with women the caliber of Janet
I sit and master my vision and massacre the planet
I hope you *****'s know just what it is
While I'm countin my paper *****'s know I'm handlin my biz
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
***** I'm the s*it, get the **** up out my toilet
Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
Started out hustlin, ended up ballin
***** I'm the s*it, get the **** up out my toilet