Uh, oh, uh, oh

You know how we do it

Weezy and Petey, baby

Ya'know, this here is 500 Degreez

Holla at 'em dogg



'Cuz I know I ain't dreaming

I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo

On that track with Lil Weezy, switching it up

Fuck it put them things on the truck

What's the name of y'all jeweler tell 'em freeze me up



Hating me, kinky licks talking so much

Lemme give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talking

You want to, you ain't built to squabble with us

I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus



I drink your water up

Cool off I'm leaving with something

They leaving you something crop stolen

An asshole heard it



Hip on purpose, Dre, I did what you told me

I been acting like I don't hear ya but that shit been working

Keep me a burner, poison that I grab in the morning

'Cuz I know that that's what's gon hold me down on this Earth



A real nigga trill nigga pull out and get debated

I keep waiting, I hear your name in the papers



They call me young as Weezy

I'm gon' round up the whole uptown

We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground

People understand that you're fucking

With some motherfucking soldiers



Crazy-ass Petey

I'ma tell a nigga just like this

If you want it, boy, you sure can get it

You ain't heard

It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga



They call me gangsta, gangsta

Weezy, Weezy

Lil Birdman junior

Holla at ya nigga



I fuck around and throw a bottle at you nigga

I'ma big pimp, I throw a model at you nigga

Squad, squad up throw up the motto at you niggaz

You can mind up I throw a hollow at you nigga



And I'm so high, no, I'm too high

But a little work on a few blocks

And I put a few skirts on a few blocks

If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box



Oh, Lordy, there nobody like me, shortie

I hold Cash Money myself it's me money

Old cats wants to test come see, shortie

I got it all hot it in the pocket I'll pop it

I riding in a 'Rarri where the top is in my pocket

That's young Weezy, baby



They call me young as Weezy

I'm gon' round up the whole uptown

We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground

People understand that you're fucking

With some motherfucking soldiers



Crazy-ass Petey

I'ma tell a nigga just like this

If you want it, boy, you sure can get it

You ain't heard

It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga



You see it's young Wayne

Game is ashamed and they say he's a pain

He is crazy deranged

Put them blades on his thing just like 80 to summer



So, when the sun hit it look like Baby or something

So, when I come through the ladies praise me or something

Like, Weezy's the man

If you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan

'Cuz he's 500 Degreez

I need a fan, whew, cool me off, wipe me down



Daddy is back in town

With the back of my Caddy slanted down

And the mack goes black if you ask around

Put some hash in that grass that you pass around



Then I stash a pound by my ave with 'rounds

I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down

You can ask around and they tell you like me

There ain't nobody like me, it's Weezy, baby



They call me young as Weezy

I'm gon' round up the whole uptown

We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground

People understand that you're fucking

With some motherfucking soldiers



Crazy-ass Petey

I'ma tell a nigga just like this

If you want it, boy, you sure can get it

You ain't heard

It's Cash Money and that Carolina nigga



Aiiyo see this is right here is Young Weezy nigga

Don't get it tangled and twisted

I'm in the studio right now nigga

With my boy



My nigga Boo in this bitch

My nigga hot boy album ya'know what I mean

500 Degreez, they all riding with ya boy, Fi-Fi

They gotta feel me

Birdman junior, number one stunna my partner

You know the name, bitch

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