Demolition Freestyle Part 2 lyrics

[Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]
More money, more b*tches
More work, more haters, equals more snitches
More digits, no, more commas
Me affiliated with trendsetters equals more drama
Weezy Obama, that's my co-signer
You see Osama, in my persona
Steamin' like a sauna, sick I need a doctor
Stab you fore I drown you, now you just another red lobster
Where the b*tches at? I need a head doctor
Nice thick & red b*tch you f*ckin' with a top shot-ah
Top dolla, n*gga Young Money
We got old money, dont play dumb money
All black whips, all red flags
Put that red dot on your head, play head tag
Real n*ggas listen, when I'm preachin' to em'
Now we all know money talks, cause I'm speakin' to em'

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Uh-Umm, but I ain't speakin' to em
I call my guns Jumpers cause my bullets just leapin' to 'em
All you boys bustas, so soft, bet the wind blew em'
I claim flame, I am just rekindlin'
My intuition is get paid
But this Glock will knock you back to 5th grade
I, school you n*ggas but none of yous get A's
Got a b*tch who won't stop till everyone of us get laid
Lot of you n*ggas is son of a b*tch made
And if your girlfriend utter, I cut her like switch blades
Yeah, we ridin' like roller blades
Now gon' give me head till it fall off of your shoulder babe
I smoke a O a day, that's why I'm so away
Mentally mind blown now gon and blow away
Yeah, ya'll n*ggas is super fake
I put you n*ggas on mute, then I mutilate
Yeah, I Mac like the computer say
My hoes cooperate, I mean co-operate
I don't know how to say, oh but I gotta say
I just fo' five away till ain't no one alive to say
That I fo' five'd away, then I drive away
Paper chasin' money runnin' like andale'
Better find a way, better not be in our way
I'll take you farther than Zimbabwe
I make it harder for these wimps I stay on they necks no lettin' up
And I tote that can opener, don't make me bust your 7 up
Heaven up, hell down, man down, gal down
And I keep that hammer do you wanna get nailed down?
Better kneel down, cause I am the god
I am the hardest mothaf*cka to try it before
My diet is ya'll, I riot and war
Fightin' 'em all, bitin' 'em all, giant or small, I am a dog
I can smile at dumb b*tches and brighten 'em all
I am a hog, ridin' 'em all
I just lay that pipe and I'm off
Call me plumber, and give your girl my number, hombre
I am a bumble, bee on a humble
Your girlfriend want my pickle and my cuc*mber
Tell your boyfriend I'll turn him to a vegetable
Break a n*gga down to a decimal, I'm tellin' you
I'm very cool, unless a fool, f*ckin' up my revenue
I tote that whatever dude, I shoot at whatever dude
Just bought a Lamborghini Murcielago
And my girl from the bay say it's "hella cool"
Wheres the helipad? my helicopter land
I shot the man, if I'm not the man
Do I go in, or I go in, I'm not your friend, I'm not your kin
I make your brain come out your chin
Been in the game since the begnnin'
Im all about winnin'
I look down I see them, when I look up I don't see any
You're Pooh like Winnie, do I diddy
And I just left, but your boo right with me
And Im from never do right city
But don't get me wrong, Young Money I'm gone
Yeah, Young Moola Baby