[Baby {talking}] Believe it, playboy You know we the # 1 stunnas How you diggin' that, nigga Look, look-
[Baby {verse 1}] Went to Miami - bought a Lam', and sure 'nough My Bentley, Fresh Bentley on twenty-inch dubs Monte Carlo's, Cadillac's, and Jags If it ain't a V-8, that shit ain't fast Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night Neighborhood superstars, cars, and broads Everybody wan' fuck a Hot Boy Mercedes trucks Lexus trucks Cadillac trucks All the best for your buck Six TV's with DVD's Twenty-G's worth of sound so a nigga can hear me We shine and floss We pay the boss Ten-G's a night - we buyin' the ball But one thing, nigga: things ain't changed Find me at a second line doin' my thing I'm rockin' ice I pocket pipe Corner pocket goin' down - we gon' be there tonight It's wall-to-wall Killers and dogs Niggas actin' crazy - they ready to ball They shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at Melph Shoutin' at Yo, everybody to the south They shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at Melph They shoutin' at Yo, everybody to the south See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit You get outta line, we'll kill you quick See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit You get outta line we'll kill you quick
(Hook [Baby + Mannie Fresh]) [Baby] Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night [Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Shorty, shit don't stop - nigga, keep it real
[Baby] Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night [Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Nigga, shit don't stop - playa, keep it real
[Lil' Wayne] Look, Now who Whee? The nigga ridin' top-down in the two-seat You see more diamonds than they got on Blue Streak You know it's Lil' Wheezy goin' off Slim and Baby bought him somethin' new he showin' off I will buy Bentley - body real wide Sixteen with no license - still drive That's a wild fella Watch your wife - I'll sell her I'm up in the 2000 Kompressor - loud yellow Dubs on skinnies - yeah, killin' ya Pop the hood, souped up with a twelve-cylinder Niggas ridin' big body Benz - stop it I'll pull up next to 'em in a Lam' - top this I know they be like, "Man, them boys got to stay home." Different color Hummers lookin' like a box of crayons Open up the back - sound got they damn head achin' Me - I'm in the back seat playin' a Playstation What!
(Hook [Baby + Mannie Fresh] [Baby] Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night [Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still Nigga, shit don't stop - playa, keep it real
[Baby] Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night [Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
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