I got papercuts
Papercuts, papercuts, papercuts
Gettin this (money) spending this (money)
Counting this (money) gettin this

Young Money Weezy, B-gang bi-otch
Abstract artist, call me Basquiat
Bad Ass Carter, fuck ya bitch harder
Wild nigga
Make her give me brains like Harvard
I don't play at all, ball like a small foward
Keep a buncha bitches like Ray J Norwood
Flow so sick
I hear the beat and get nauseous
Then I just kill it
Turn this bitch into a carcass
Live in Miami, I ain't never see a dolphin
You come to New Orleans
Fuck around and see a coffin
Nigga got power like a f-ckin' Mighty Morphin
Get money more than often, my loft in-
Atlanta, and I got a cabana
And I got a banana-clip up in the cannon
Big dog shittin' on all you cocker-spaniels
I just keep shootin' like I'm
Flippin' thru the channels tunechi

I'm a residue rapper, potato chip crack daddy
You cockroach rhyming i spit that
And while I'm after more like give me
Fitted all red like I came down a chimney
And how I murder rappers I
Know God won't forgive me (forgive me)
Flow automatic not semi
And you getting by with yours like 1 kidney
I gets busy, voice like
Counting money in the tele like
I'ma need a meaner and I do it double
Send it up to Lucas, start it on the hustle
Yeah, I hustle
I got a few dollars even bailed out the ride

I know, i know this isn't exactly
Complete i started the
Fiend verse then realised I
Don't even understand
Him or Mystikal so feel free to drop there
Verse's in comments and I will update

But, I know you only came to this page to
Read the Weezy lyrics so don't complain! lol

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Writer(s): DWAYNE CARTER, MICHAEL TYLER, RICHARD JONES