Lil Wayne and Petey Pablo - Gangsta Shit

Uh-oh, uh-oh
You know how we do it
Weezy and Petey, baby
Ya'know
This here is 500 Degreez
Holla at 'em, dawg

'Cause I know I ain't dreamin' (uh-uh)
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil' Weezy (Weezy, baby)
Switchin' it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck (yeah)
What's the name of y'all jeweler tell 'em freeze me up (freeze me up)
Hatin' me kinky licks talkin' so much (okay)
Lemme give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talkin'
You want to
You ain't built to squabble with us (uh-uh)
I come to your show with heat homes and run on your bus (yeah)
I drink your water up
Cool off I'm leavin' with somethin' (bitch)
They leavin' you somethin' crop stolen
An asshole heard it (bitch)
Hip on purpose
Dre, I been what you told me (Dre)
I may act like I don't hear ya but that shit been workin' (it workin')
Keep me a burner
Poison that I grab in the mornin' (yeah)
'Cause I know that that's what's gon' hold me down on this earth (uh-huh)
A real nigga trill nigga pull out and get debated
I keep waitin'
I hear your name in the papers

They call me, "Young Ass Weezy"
I'm gon' 'round up the whole uptown
We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground (to the ground)
People understand that you're fuckin' with some motherfuckin' soldiers (yeah, bitch, bitch)
Crazy-ass Petey
I'm gon' 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 (yeah)
Weezy, Weezy
Lil' Birdman junior
Holla at ya nigga
I fuck around and throw a bottle at you, nigga (bitch)
I'ma big pimp I throw a model at you, nigga
Squiddy squad up throw up the motto at you niggas
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 (yeah)
And I pulled a few skirts on a few blocks (yeah)
If you dirt you feel the burst from my fuse box
Oh lordy there nobody like me shorty
I hold Cash Money myself, it's me money
Old cats wants to test come see shorty (c'mon)
I got it on, hide it in my pocket, I'll pop it
I ridin' in a 'Rari where the top is in my pocket (ayy, ayy)
That's young Weezy baby (baby)

They call me, "Young Ass Weezy"
I'm gon' 'round up the whole uptown (uptown)
We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground (to the ground)
People understand that you're fuckin' with some motherfuckin' soldiers (yeah, bitch, bitch)
Crazy-ass Petey
I'm gon' 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
It's like eighty this summer
So, when the sun hit it look like Baby or somethin'
So, when I come through the ladies praise me or somethin'
Like, Weezy's the man
If you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan
'Cause he's 500 Degreez
I need a fan, whew
Cool me off, wipe me down (yeah, bitch)
Daddy is back in town (you know)
With the back of my Caddy slanted down (you know)
And the mack goes black if you ask around (you know)
Put some hash in that grass that you pass around (you know)
Then I stash a pound by my ave' with rounds (you know)
I'm a gangsta until they put my casket down (you know)
You can ask around
And they tell you like me
There ain't nobody like me
It's Weezy, baby

They call me, "Young Ass Weezy"
I'm gon' 'round up the whole uptown (uptown)
We gon' burn this bitch down to the ground (to the ground)
People understand that you're fuckin' with some motherfuckin' soldiers (yeah, bitch)
Crazy-ass Petey
I'm gon' 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

Ayo, 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 ridin' with ya boy
Fi-Fi
They gotta feel me
Birdman junior, holla, number one stunna my partner
You know the name, bitch

Written by:
Dwayne Carter, Moses Barrett III

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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