See when I got Mercedes I went and got a Mercedes When I got that Bentley money I went and got that Bentley Now ye ain't help me make it Dont tell me how to spend it And yes I know the rules Never marry Robin Given My survela over chickenheads We call em cheeseheads I Lambo- Leap In a girl like Green Bay My Lambo- Sweet Like sugar on the the freeway And Im ridin dirty Cuz im so UGK 1-2-3-way... 4-4 makes 8 9 times outta 10 Its 11-or a 12-Gauge Friday the 13th Thats the day that Hell raze But ya'll boys too weak Like 14 days I'm so clean Why wouldnt i be? I be wit Ben Frank so much He startin to look like me And i do baby girlfriend Come and do yours And i perform Everytime i pole Like, Was you sayin somethin, Mrs? Ye ain't talkin bout nothin Ye ain't talkin bout this I woke up this mornin Wit my eyes half-closed Look into the mirror and say, "Man, I'm cold" Man, I'm cold. And I'm throwed. I say, Man, I'm cold. And I'm throwed. I woke up this mornin Wit my eyes half-closed Look into the mirror and say, "Man, I'm cold"
[Bun-b] See when i got that slab money, I put the relio blaze When i got that 'Lac money I candied the Escalade, A screw in a my neck A house or 2 on my neck A couple cars on my wrist Red-Ready-Ready to wreck We bout to do dis for Pimp-C So pass me a bottle I'm bout to pop the top on it Like a slab or a model Turn it upside-down And pour it out For my lil' bro And pass another one so i Can pour out a lil' mo' Fresher than Ozium Cleaner than wax floors Slick as linoleum Swingin my 'Lac doors Franklin's you foldin 'em We tryna stack those So before you play the role You need to learn how to act Swing as a crane Fars triple trunks could bang Hataz get back to flip it Up wit two hands It ain't a thang It never was and never will I put that on my life Four feeta for ever Trill For Real...
[Lil' Wayne] That's right, all right And we goin at the necks Like a dog fight I woke up this mornin Wit my eyes half-closed Look into the mirror and say, "Damn, I'm cold" Damn, I'm cold. And I'm throwed. I say, Damn, I'm cold. And I'm throwed. I woke up this mornin Wit my eyes half-closed Look into the mirror and say, "Damn, I'm cold"
[Bun B] Is it the ice in the piece Or the ice in the Chain? Is it the ice in the watch Or the ice in the ring? Or the bracelet, face it You feel a chill in yo veins Could it from Bun B there Or that boy Lil' Wayne?
[Lil Wayne] Could it be the two-seater On them thangs Got on a couple gold chains So dang da thang I swang and bang From lane to lane Yeah, its getting hot And you starting to feel the flame Bun
[Bun-b] Its getting brick and you Starting to feel a breeze And the temperature’s going down Best to get you some sleeves And you best to get you some G’s Fore you lose your control And we turn Your whole Neighborhood Into the Porth Pole
[Lil' wayne] Like brr Machine gun brrrrrrrrrr I am a beast grrrrrrr Money machine brrrrrrrr H-A-T-E–C-O-P’s I say I know When they say freeze Yeaahhhhh! And ya already knew No cats, no rats, no tom and jerry shows I woke up this mornin Wit my eyes half-closed Look into the mirror and say, "Damn, I'm cold" Damn, I'm cold. And I'm throwed. I say, Damn, I'm cold. And I'm throwed. I woke up this mornin Eyes half-closed Look into the mirror and say, "Damn, I'm cold"