Oh Yeah - T-Pain, Lil Wayne

Young mula

Cash money mafia, (yea!)

Weed and syrup

It’s weezy baby, (who?)

Strapped like the navy, (what)

Ridin' wit a half a brick strapped to her baby, (ok)

I be getting money, run a lap if you lazy, (yea)

Grand daddy purp got me trapped like mazes, (oww!)

Bunch of diamond chains lookin' like a bunch of lasers (yea)

Understand I’m sharper than a fuckin' hellraiser, (raiser)

Bad yellow bitch on my sidekick pager

You know it’s goin' down like down goes Frazier, ya dig?

(A!)

Yes, and I be wit mid west chubby

But I’m from the dirty, keep it dirty like I’m playin' rugby, (ha)

Bitch ride me like a old school huffy, (what?)

Let me see you work your mouth like a fuckin' guppie, (go head)

My leather softer than brand new pair of hush puppies

My top will leave if I decide to hit the punch button, (hit it)

It’s young weezy, how could I ever quit stuntin'?

Get mad, I’mma get money

You getting' money?

oh yea

You got them hundreds?

oh yea

You roll around witcha pockets all chubby?

oh yea

You stay fly?

oh yea

You that guy?

oh yea

You that dude we can call for them pies?

oh yea

A!

Dipset

Skull gang

Haha

Juelz baby

They see me and start cheerin

Rockstar like Santana Van Halen, yea

Burn em wit the nina

Hot head, nickname fever

Ya bitch, I Turner/Turn her like Tina, haha

Booty in the air, then I bump her like speakers

Then I get right back to puffin' my reefer, (A!)

Yes, yes I’m coke supplyin'

Best pitcher on the mound since Nolan Ryan, (ha)

I got that cheap blow

Heavyweight, I sell snow by the ski slope… come and get some

And the cars got engines like speed boats

Throw dough away like tickets to a free show, (uh)

You outside getting' re-poed, (whoa)

I’m bein' watched under the law, I’m rico (A!)

And all the chicks come to me for wood like Home Depot

I shine, you just a little star, you twinkle, (twinkle)

We make it rain for real, ya’ll just sprinkle

We shut down ya hydrant, aight then (A!)