D**n I done walked in here

Looking like the motherf**king man of the year

Think I had the motherf**king plan of the year

Which was simply to make groupie fans of my peers

And I get my girl whatever she desire

And my n***as get whatever they require

These rappers old I'm the reason they expire

Plus I got a city that I Carey like Mariah

D**n that punch line was predictable

I still got you s**tting bricks homie quit the bull

And we don't need new members to me the clique is full

And I be getting the same women that Tip can pull

Believe or not I receive a lot

So I be wearing the same Gucci that Jeezy got

And I be buying the Louis that Kanyeezy cop

And I be ripping the same records that Weezy rock

This s**t is easy pop

That's why I'm ready man

I'd never copy Nor-bit like Eddie man

Did you get it Eddie Murphy was in Norbit

Or was it way over your head did you forfeit

Yeah I take a woman shopping in a store quick

Her a*s big she just trying to make a four fit

Yeah they need to issue out a recall

I'm going up and they heading into a freefall

The fundamentals are needed you playing streetball

And I was out at BET but I didn't see ya'll

These Skee-Lo rappers wishing they could be tall

Letting all their fake friends use them like a free stall

D**n I done walked in here

Looking like the motherf**king man of the year

My shades so dark and my ice so bright

My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife

Like round one round two round three

I told you not to ever bring a B***h 'round me

Cause ain't no n***a like a Young Money n***a

No ain't no n***a like me

Ya dig

I said I know you see me chilling super low key

If I'm with the right n***as you can scoop an O Z

All the hustlers and the bouncers and the groupies know me

Fresh denim fresh shades in a coupe with no keys

It start up when I touch the door

And I encourage ladies to touch the floor

As soon as we finish cutting we can cut some more

Then after you get high

Make em get em girl you finna get low

Lights dimmed down

Got a lota dough plus a hit sound

What you mean you ain't heard I come highly recommended

Everybody my friend even if they been offended

They ain't really got a choice it's an obvious decision

You tryna make a come up in my city it's a given

Plus a n***a famous plus I got a vision

Not to mention having bars like a motherf**king prison

They taking too long their records on hold

They threatened by my presence cause I make them feel old

Guaranteed if they drop they bragging bout what they sold

Just remember where I live at fifty thousand's going gold

Holla at me when you see me make yourself known

Instead of hatin' on my music in the comfort of your home

N***a be a man you acting like a b***h

I ain't acting like I'm rude

I'm just acting like I'm rich rich

Riding with Weezy f**king Baby

Are you the type of girl that me and Weezy f**king baby

Cause I don't waste time can't you see a n***a lazy

And I might need some help

But you know Weezy's f**king crazy

D**n I done walked in here

Looking like the motherf**king man of the year

My shades so dark and my ice so bright

My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife

Like round one round two round three

I told you not to ever bring a B***h 'round me

Cause ain't no n***a like a Young Money n***a

No ain't no n***a like me

Ya dig

Y M b***h everyday

Two times on Sunday

Spitta

Check your blinkers baby

Check your blinkers baby

Cause to me look like you've been turning right all day yeah

Right my way I got a boulevard baby

That's right Cash Avenue

Wall Street gangsta

Carter ya'll

Why would I lie yeah

I ain't rich b***h I'm wealthy

Young I talk s**t 'til I die

Come kill me n***a

F**k you no homo

She like it yeah

Boy these motherf**king glasses I got on right now

Are so motherf**king cold

D**n I done walked in here

Looking like the motherf**king man of the year

My shades so dark and my ice so bright

My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife

Like round one round two round three

I told you not to ever bring a B***h 'round me

Cause ain't no n***a like a Young Money n***a

No ain't no n***a like me

Ya dig