You are now in tune with your wifey's favorite DJ, DJ Ill Will I might fly and lose it all I'll be a cannonball and maybe you'll walk away, maybe you
Okay I wake up In the morning brush my teeth and count the money. Stack up all the hundreds and let my b**ch get all the twenties. FBI watching and I
I strive be a winner losing not an option running to thu finish line and no im not stopin women can be in downfall and friends can be a problem watch
her runnin' back and forth like a soccer team Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer's eve Young Money thieves, steal your hearts with ease [Verse 2: Gudda Gudda
(feat. Lil Wayne) And I don't wanna talk about it Gangsta shit right in front of you nigga walk around it Nigga let me do me They know I kick it like
[Verse 1:] I glide thru tha turnin lane, 24's showin out Deep dish, rims pokin out like a swollen mouth Money is tha mission, so money's what I'm gettin
, I'm with it (let's get it) I'm with it (let's get it) I'm with it (let's get it) [Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] I say it's Gudda bitch, all about my paper
the money and be done with it But right now I'm feeling better than the usual Flow so ugly make my bank account beautiful They call me Gudda nigga who
(feat. Lil Wayne) [Gudda Gudda:] I'm bout that drama, You fucking with tha cannon nigga Got a gangsta grill yellow diamonds when I rambo nigga So don
She was there for the long hall If I go to jail she bought one for the phone call The only one that could deal with the mood swings Stubborn nigga she
[Gudda Gudda] Young Money Hospital, I?m so sick, kill you and your dogs, you can call me Mike Vick, Imma get get silly, (silly) sick sick with it, foolish
(with Lil Wayne) I I I Don't Like The Look Of It I I I Don't Like The Look Of It I I I Don't Like The Look Of It [Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] Ok I'm Sipping
