[Verse 1: Juvenile]
Juvenile I'm throwback, like '80-something I go back
Them brown bags, I sold that; them street corners, I know that
Appetite, I'm so hungry; Democrat, I go donkey
Weed head, I'm junky; White boy, I smoke honkeys
N***as like what Juvie on, he's wilding out, he's straight tripping
Y'all n***as is straight pussy and ya'll are about to be rape victims
Boy I'm fucking with truckloads, started off from an 8 ball
Like airplanes on a runway, a real n***a gonna take off
I'm the reason my street hot, still stick to my G-code
Tees, Bo's and my Reeboks, and I'm cheesed up; I've got Cheetos
I told ya'll I'll quit beefing; I'm chilling dawg, I'm on rehab
My lawyer told me my record clean and if y'all fuck with me, I might relapse
Like Noriega got a lot of guns, like Las Vegas I'm pimping
Laws keeping their distance, ain't no penetrating my system
Bad Boy, not Puffy Hot Boy, get stuffy
My main bitch got a black card and she'll spend it all cause she love me
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
I'm spooning with your bitch and make you do the dirty dishes
Man I hate the thirsty bitches, cut em off like circumcision
I'm the type to talk shit and it'd be words of wisdom
[Verse 2: Birdman]
Monster, killer, real n***a hustla on the reala
My n***a, a dope dealer dealer
Hustler, shining, a Big Tymer n***a
So high on my grind I'll be high flying n***a
With my strapped up, my guns tight
These n***as know I get money
Come from Uptown n***a
Where a killing take just a few hundreds
Blast past, smoking on that pound
Shining with my round when my n***a touched down
100 keys on his feet shinin on them 23's
Blowing o's, fucking hoes, watch me throw another G
Strapped in this field n***a, me and my lil' young n***a
Ridin' around your town n***a, getting nothing but money n***a
One hundred
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
I'm spooning with your bitch and make you do the dirty dishes
Man I hate the thirsty bitches, cut em off like circumcision
I'm the type to talk shit and it'd be words of wisdom
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Uh, tried to fuck the world, can't fit
Pockets fat as Saint Nick
All I've got is my n***as, cause a bitch still ain't shit
And I've got kush all in my swisher, these n***as is tissue
I don't believe these n***as, cause I don't believe in superstitions
Juvie, I gotcha dreads like rasta, hair like pasta, I go meatballs
I get up in that ass and hit it as fast as Chinese ping-pong
And my bitch, she got that fire, my homie got that iron
But I tell 'em put it away or you could get punched like a Hawaiian
Bitch it's Tunechi F Baby, I'm an original Hot Boy
My dick feel like a prisoner cause this bitch got lockjaw
I'm so feeling myself, Truk everybody else
My redbone is ice cold, I'mma fuck the bitch till she melts
Uhh
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
I'm spooning with your bitch and make you do the dirty dishes
Man I hate the thirsty bitches, cut em off like circumcision
I'm the type to talk shit and it'd be words of wisdom
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm N-O till I G-O
I can't change if I tried
I look to my left
I look to my right
And time ain't on my side
So that's why I like my blunt fat and outta shape
Money on my mind
Pussy on my face
Tunechi
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
I'm spooning with your bitch and make you do the dirty dishes
Man I hate the thirsty bitches, cut em off like circumcision
I'm the type to talk shit and it'd be words of wisdom
