[Lil Wayne]   Money to be made best believe a nigga glockin'   I run it myself like a quarterback option   I pitch her ten G's tell a bitch to go shoppin'   She buy herself some clothes and she brought me back a chopper   See niggas tryna kick it but no I don't play soccer   I'm all about my cake I'm tryna marry Betty Crocker   A package on the way you know my whip game proper   And off of one key I see seventy thousand dollars   Now I was shootin' dice smokin' on a joint   I bet with Yo Gotti he hit five straight points   We over here hustlin' we over here grindin'   You rap about money and a nigga might sign you   Rap about me and a nigga might find you   Banana in your ass with your head right behind you   Dope game bitch let his mama worry about him   You could holla at me or Feat      [The Game]   As if he fuckin' come at us with real murder shit   John Mohammed Lee Malvo when me and the kid split   Surgical when I'm in a convertible state of mind   Lock me in the pen watch the murder rate decline   I'll do mine like Shyne soon as I hit the bricks   You better have fake on that Bad Boy shit   I got niggas that'll kidnap kids to get dough   And dress up like SpongeBob in a six-four   It's fucked up what they did so I'm on one knee   God bless the brother of rich fo'   Ain't no love lost I'm still Don sippin'   Readin' the LA Times and Louis Vuitton slippin'   Sittin' behind bars for the simple fact that the   Hip Hop police is drivin' behind Scar's   Air Force One's in the Bentley GT   It's the reason I'm still rap's MVP      [Malice]   Ugh.. so much glamour that I can't stand the   Bright from the ice the chain xenon lamp ya   Impression in your mind like a freeze-frame camera   The white tee tight like you seen on Pampers   What's under the couch probably free off santa   Whatever it cost baby we got answers   Line outside full of jojo dancers   We Got It 4 Cheap that's the re-up anthem   By far the coldest '06 Lotus    Zero to sixty hokus-pokus   The feds don't know so they stick they noses   While we off the coast proposin' toast-es   Hoes and mo' shit the family close-knit   And deep like the who too you cockroaches   Just like the flow the fo's ferocious   I'll tuck you in homie buenas noches