文本歌词

Look'a here
This how we gon' do this
Hook up the turntables
Wolfe get on the keyboard
And we gon' run it ya heard
Cash money
Cash money
Cash money
Cash money
Now let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins
Hit the mall with my girlfriends dish out ends
'Cause you know it ain't trickin' if you got it
Cop baby girl what she desire it's chump change mama
M*******a Scholar knowin'
What I got up in my Styrofoam cup
That purple stuff it was givin' to me at birth to stunt
So that's why I cop the Bentley
With the leather and the fur in the guts
Hold on Mami Them whips on dubs
Cadillac truck twenty-eights no rubs
Slide in the Benz fins bubble-eye lens
Car show in New York y'all know who wins
It's the Birdman daddy with the Gucci and Prada
Slant-back cut truck no rims can't holla
It's that Louie on Ostrich streets
It's the tailer-made daddy Mami do you love me
Baby I'ma a stunna
I ain't gon' change it
(I told y'all)
Don't you know
It's a way of life
Mama do you want it
'Cause I'm about to break it
Ooh baby
Can't stop the stuntin'
No no
Pop one pop two
Them new Nike shoes
Royal blue Jag on them twenty-two's
Flip white to green 500 Degreez
In that Cadillac truck on them twenty-three's
I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame
All these naked women that pop champagne
And these marble floors stay high as Rick James
If you know my name then you know my game
It's lil' Whodi from the hot block with ser'ous flow
Gotta get dough 'cause y'all won't feel me bro
But y'all don't here me though
Till I'm rollin' down my window and my grillie show
And you know I'm prolly pumpin'
Through the hood on the twenty-fo's
Word Rims pokin' out the side of the 'ERV
Glock have ya ribs pokin' out the side of ya shirt
I'm a seventeenth n***a and I ride for the turf whoo
Baby I'ma a stunna
(I told y'all)
I ain't gon' change it
Don't you know
It's a way of life
Mama do you want it
'Cause I'm about to break it
Ooh baby
Can't stop the stuntin'
No no
Aye and my pinky glow 'cause my ring is so
Blingy-blingy yo stop blinkin' though
We smoke stinky stinky dro
And we don't cop them ency-wency O's
And we don't stop
Nah We blow f**k the people
Everywhere we go we smell like E-yo
The Birdman my paw so that make me go
'Fly like an eagle '
Fo' sure
They think 'cause I stay at English Turn
That stunna don't have a O - Z to burn
I go in each sto' and ball like a dog
Me and my nig's we ball like a dog
Cars on the streets all on our lawn
Ice in my teeths all on my arm
Tat's in my face my back and my arm
That's in my face my back and my arm
Baby I'ma a stunna
I ain't gon' change it
Don't you know
It's a way of life
Mama do you want it
'Cause I'm about to break it
Ooh baby
Can't stop the stuntin'
No no
Yep Ya' lil' There it is low-life
See I'm a professional
You a rookie
F**kin' game so serious
I could sell a hooker some p***y
Now that's some serious s**t
Oh yeah believe that
Who we rollin' wit'
We rollin' wit' cash money
Oh I forgot about 'Peace'
Peace I mean 'Piece' of p***y
'Piece' of land 'Piece' of property
It's just a mind game
Way Of Life - Lil Wayne