[Lil Wayne:]   Straight up fuck ya'll      [Chorus: x2]   Now ever since I can remember I been poppin them bottles, pop, poppin them bottles   Pop, poppin them bottles bottles now ever since I can remember I've been smokin   That dro with my motherfucKin pistol in my hand      [Lil Wayne:]   When it come to da bread I got the keys to the bakery   Them niggas out there trippin sellin keys to them agencies   My bitch keep sayin that the judge got a date for me   I tell the silly bitch and your honor that can wait for me   I'm gone in the coupe with the roof steady chasin   Shine so hard like the fuckin sun facein me basically   Take it how you take it, I be makin you be hatin me   Lovin me but hatein me hoe you got to pay for me   Ridein with them big boys sittin on them grown folks   Every time I park it's a motherfuckin car show   I guess I'm the number 1 lakers fan   Yellow bottle, yellow bottle, purple bag, purple bag      [Chorus x2]