Banned

Ayo, it's Weezy motherfuckin', easy with the hatin'

Bitch, I'm in the buildin', you just decoratin'

I'm just detonatin', then I get blatant

More dangerous than Internet datin'

Scoob got the cameras on, so I got to show off

I'll put your sister on, I'll knock your bro off

Weezy spit snowballs, catch it in your face, bitch

Good game, Wayne, man, I deserve a Naismith

Cocaine gang flow, dope in the vein flow

I'll only be smokin' the purple out the rainbow

Stronger than Drano, your boyfriend a lame-o

And if you stay with him, then y'all in the same boat

Deepwater Carter, fishin' for a dollar

You can join the salad, I'm splittin' your tomata

Ball 'cause I gotta, you'll love me in the mornin'

I told her I'm a King, them other **** Prince Charmin'

She love to rock my mic, she say there's nothin' like performin'

Man, I'm in love with her grill, George Foreman

Forewarnin', Young Money's armed

And we can shoot it out, I got the money drawn

Yeah, take that to the bank wit' ya

I rock my hat to the side like I paint pictures

Smoke weed, talk shit like Lane Kiffin

Whole country in recession, but Wayne different, uh

And I'm a Maybach rider

Haven't drove it one time, I got a cool black driver

Can't walk around with guns, I got a dude that got 'em

Don't worry if I'm shootin' as long as you don't get shot

And I'm a beast, I'ma pit bull

I get my ass kissed, I get my dick pulled

I'ma beast, I'ma big bull

I got my money right, I got my clip full, ha

Yeah, it's like seven in the mornin', ****

I'm up for whoever the opponent, ****

Stop the track, let me relish in the moment, ****

Now bring that motherfucker back, 'cause I'm goin' in, ****

I go hard like Rafael Nadal

And if the bitches worth havin' then I bet we have 'em all

And man, I'm so high, it's like an everlastin' fall

And I'm chargin' these hoes like women basketball

Uh, I bet that chopper get his mind right

Leave a hole in his chest like a lion bite

Superhero car, like I crime fight

I see big cheese, you ****' blind mice

Uh, T-Streets still roll with me

Still stickin' to the script, like Nicole Kidman

Need the man hit? We are those hitmen

He stopped runnin', the bullet holes didn't

Uh, basically, I'm still a monster

Till the fat lady sing, I come to kill a opera

Y'all too plain, I'ma helicopter

My words keep goin', like a teleprompter

I'ma asshole, wipe me down, bitch

I get big checks, Niketown, bitch

Yeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit

And the flag red, like clown lips

Uh, T, I can't stop goin'

Drop my best shit, like the Cowboys dropped Owens

I'm the best to ever do it, motherfucker, I know it

No Ceilings, goddammit, now the fuckin' sky's showin', uh