Haterz

[Glasses Malone:] Yeah Yeah [Lil Wayne:] Yessir [Glasses Malone:] Bad ass blue division, baby [Lil Wayne:] Soo-woo [Glasses Malone:] So crazy around here right now nigga [Lil Wayne:] Eastside [Glasses Malone:] It's like Kobe and Shaq [Lil Wayne:] You digg [Glasses Malone:] G and Weezy bitch Who banging the squad Cash Money the team Young Money All-Stars muthafuckas [Lil Wayne:] Young Muullaa Babbyy [Glasses Malone:] Pay attention nigga (yeah) I'm in the club going dumb something clean out front like uhhh You know them haterz gonna like that Looking so damn fly sending corks through the sky like ahhh You know them haterz gonna like that Spend a hundred on my timepiece so if you ain't a dime piece wowww You know them haterz gonna like that Shit but that just how it goes when a nigga getting dough like ohhh You know them haterz gonna like that I hear you talking hater but you ain't saying nothing I hear you talking hater but you ain't saying nothing I hear you talking hater but you ain't saying nothing Man I let them keep talking as long as muthafucka walking I'm a grown ass man you wanna to see I.D Filthy rich on the floor fuck V.I.P Got my hand on my drink other hand on my waist Two-stepping to the beat I chuck my set in niggas face, like ohh This beat got me bouncing like a check In my Crown Holder jeans cost a stack on my specs I'm looking like money if I see it than I'm stacking it Your wife in my scope and my shot is so accurate You niggas like activists appealing to the psyche Man Malone will get it jerkin I 'Just Do It' like Nike Seein really with the fighting And I'm really with the business I'm married to the game man God as my Witness Weezy F naturally born baby Prp's, SB's, matching shirt, maybe White-T v neck glasses are Versace Married to the Mob but I'm a bachelor baby Love is in the air I put on a gas mask I rather be head first than an ass last I'm a gorilla call me Sasquach And I keep my army with me like M.A.S.H Light up the purp pass it like Steve Nash Bitch I'm so hot I'll give your ass a heat rash Young Money boy I'm on 03' cash Such a CEO like my homie D-Dash Yeah... we mash like Pac and the Outlaws And we stand-up and try not to down-fall I'm trying to reach my goal like a round-ball Freddy Adu anything for the crown ya'll Or David Beckham only pay'em or respect'em Pop one, pop two, bitch I'm on a triple decker Icicle on my necklace on my cashmere sweater Keep a shotgun I'm a Hunter like Heather Yessir shut up and listen to the professor Or it could get ugly like Esther Whether in the South or that West Coast weather I'm popping, Malone and Stockton If you got a fly ride put your keys in the sky scream aaaa You know them haterz gonna like that If you feeling like a star spend a thousand at the bar scream ooo You know them haterz gonna like that If it's hundreds in your pursue ass hiking up your shirt scream aaa You know them haterz gonna like that If your girl is a duck and your hair is whipped up Scream ooo You know them haterz gonna like that Dropped a hundred on the watch couple hundred on the chain Whip our front cost half of whole thang Drop head rows with the automatic doors Fifty on my pinky twenty five on my hoes Stunner man been balling since the 80's Bought fifty whips bought one for my lady Bet your bottom dollar jewels ain't flaws Cash Money ball to you fall CMB nigga [Birdman:] CMB nigga