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[Verse 1]The streets make the hustlasHustlas make the world go roundThe world is made of keys, ounces and poundsThe keys, ounces and pounds is made from hustlasSee how shit come back round for yaGotta cop it, chop it and cook itSee how shit come back round for yaGotta kick in the oven now watch it

[Lil Wayne]Who that, Weezy BitchLike Sigel, you fuckin with the young don, peoplePlus I’m tryna make a son, he gon’ be the sequelMuh’fuckas better be peaceful, fo’ sheezleI get sums in lumps, like measlesMy dough sick, on occations I catch seizuresI treat beef like burgers, just cheese youAnd for that cheedar, hungry niggaz’ll eat youWe

ft. Baby, Cristale, Tateeze Biotch, Biotch [Chorus – Baby (Cristale)](Get that dough)Look wipe a bitch down, let’s dribble on a hoe, C’mon(Get that dough)Let’s pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro(Get that dough)Look wipe a bitch down, let’s dribble on a hoe, Wooo(Get that dough)Let’s pop a few bottles, smoke a lil dro [Lil

[Verse 1]It’s H-B Weezy Wee off the streetsStay deep ‘Cedes Jeep big feetGazer seats hold the bare floorsI faithfully hold to pimp whoresYou ate with me and you gon get yoursThis eight with me that’s bullets through doorsGot haze in me now I’m so tallCome blaze with me cuz Beaky got moreAnd now or later

[Verse 1]You know they saying since the bar back on the ‘dro, he lackin the flowAnd if that ever happen whoa I ain’t rapping no moreI’m good with a pina, daq and an oGagging and choke like ho put the dick back in your throatStill packing fo shoYeezy Weezy off of the heezy fo sheezyCruise