Chorus:
Why is it when im in a club..you hatin
Ya girl standin in front of...then her hips begin shakin
Walk up to me...you just forgot I'm seroius
Remember the name an quote...I'm not delirious
verse1:
NIgga take one look at me...I'm bout as dull as a quarter cut
In diamonds...water comes out murky when compared to rims on my truck
(bling bling)Lil'Wayne in the house or is it the sound of the dubs
Spinnerz spin on the Coupe...wind hits my face like a controlled rub..
On my cheeks..mouth ripples like waves...no Tsunami here just tidle wave
Hop in the Blue Coupe..candy paint?Seems that way wit purple haze
Blow it out roll out..burn out into the sunlight..till about mid-night
Take a good look at me..I'm avoidin the papparrizi...I'm just outta sight
Make em loe focus..3 witches appear i dive..disappear like hocus-pocus
Down the drive-way in two seconds....clouds still maskin us
chorus:
verse2:
I'm gettin tired of bein judged like JIm Brown
I'll bounce and leave with no silva no crown
Jewels shine I'm out..rims spinnin on a hummer now
Pink rims old speakers make it seem like you hearin clowns
You hear what you cant see..But me?I'm gone
Like Baldo time for me to win..and find myself a new home
IN the millionsi must be Carlton Banks...Fresh Prince of Bel-Air
not possible just the son of a kings future Aire