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Chrome on the monster intestines
a top model and a contestants
I'ma yes I'ma rock 'n' roller
It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby yeah up out 'da stroller

on the monster leather intestines
With a top model and a
I'ma yes I'ma rock 'n' roller
It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby straight up out da stroller

1:]
Im higher than the solar system twist 'em
Im like Culkin I was rich when I was pissin'
On myself Im ballin' you niggaz
Im jus' the recipe so you can the garlic
Im like a set of Im 'bout to get it started
I smoke 'dem Beverly from California
'Dem bitches after me so I put that on 'em
She rode my dick and said she shoulda put a on 'em
I watch out for 'dem snakes listen for rattle homie
And I aint got a I got a cattle homie
Wud up five kickin' jus' bein' booL
Im talkin' foreign money like a dude
Yeah Im heavy mane so you reconsider
I hit you one time fuck up yo
I got rhythm yeah I got yall
I all around the world like a postcard
My flow cold around and get a cold sore
I got bitch on lock like a closed door
Weezie's real otha' niggaz folklore
Im I got more hoods than a coat store
Im successful I got more than you can hope for
And I got thru 'dat water like a ore
Young the name
Baby boy risin' like hot water and

Whip it it and flip it
Reup stretch it and flip it

2:]
Reup, we up in the we up in the club
Money runnin' water bitch get up in the tub
Im up in the club she up in the he up in the club
Now she can't leave so we in the club
Am I or what Playboy Rabbit
And I big tongues like skateboard fashion
I got gurls than the Playboy Mansion
I bet I serve 'em up like my name Samprace
And a nigga drink like the late Fred
And a nigga smoke there is no cancer
And I know this is so cold and decievin'
But I keep my head up my nose is bleedin'
Yeah, and that chosen evenin'
I'ma be screamin and Eagle
that's rite Apple and Eagle
Hollygrove 17 I won't you
Nope, and this is just the
But I'm already workin on the
Fuck wit' me wrong I'll fuck wit' yo
Like a letter to the wife sayin' ya is gone
Muslim Im calm but like Muslim I'll bomb
And beat the track up like a hundred
Im like underarms
The recordin a thunderstorm
My hunger then ring the alarms
The 2 was nice but the third times a charm

Weezy Fuckin'