Lil Wayne — Fix My Hat

[Verse 1] Swagger in place, now let me get to it I'm badder than your nigga and the niggas next to him I do me, bitch, what are you doin'? Teardrop Tune got you bitches boohooin' Weezy F. Baby ga-ga-goo-gooin' And girl, I swear, if you start chewin', I'm suin' Ha ha, yeah, and to the paper I'm gluin' And my trunk ain't big but big enough to fit you in Have your people like "Where the hell you went?" They find your ass with everything but movement And money talks and I speak it fluent And I keep them tools so don't be screwin' around Uptown in this bitch like always Young Money on the grind, no off-days Young Money got cheese like Hog Heads Now lay it down just like MJG and Ball said, yeah [Bridge] And I'm... I'm so hardbody So... now I'm so hardbody What you niggas wan' do? That's a big difference from what you're gon' do, yeah Haha, spotlight on you, yeah, haha [Hook] Hol' up, lemme fix my hat Hol' up, hol' up, lemme fix my hat (Fix my hat) Hol' up (Hol' up), lemme fix my hat Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, my hat, my hat Hol' up (Hol' up), lemme fix my Gat Hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up), lemme fix my Gat, my Gat Hol' up, lemme fix my Gat Hol' up, hol' up, lemme... Hehe! [Verse 2] My brother Marley G said, "You boys ain't shit You can't name a bad bitch that the boy ain't with" Same bad bitch that the boy came with Same bad bitch that you boys can't get I'll be goddamned if the Marl ain't hit Take your girl and straight spoil that bitch You know my niggas? Yeah, I give them all that bitch Then drop her ass off and never call that bitch Ya dig? My brother Mack Maine taught me that I swear it's like the nigga wrote the game almanac Dude! How could you even want her back? And just in case I forget my name, I made her get it on her back, yeah [Hook] Well hol' up, lemme fix my hat Hol' up, hol' up, lemme fix my hat (Fix my hat) Hol' up, lemme fix my hat Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, my hat, my hat Hol' up (Hol' up), lemme fix my Gat Hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up), lemme fix my Gat, my Gat Hol' up, lemme fix my Gat Hol' up, hol' up, lemme... Hehe! [Verse 3] Hollygrove animal—come on, try to tame me Tell your ma I'm bad, and tell your grandma I'm dangerous Tell your pa he pussy, tell your brother he a bitch I'm "On your mark, set, go"-running this shit I'm thuggin' this bitch on some rock-and-roll shit Need Calamine lotion, see, my pockets swole, bitch And they wonder why I sing and changed all my outfits? 'Cause all y'all rappers ain't talkin' 'bout shit I'ma ball out, bitch and, boy, I wish All y'all assholes get off my dick, pause New Orleans 'til I die Secondline, secondline, tambourines in the sky, yeah! [Hook] Lemme fix my hat Hol' up, hol' up, lemme fix my hat (Fix my hat) Hol' up, lemme fix my hat Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, my hat, my hat Hol' up (Hol' up), lemme fix my Gat Hol' up (Hol' up, hol' up), lemme fix my Gat, my Gat Hol' up, lemme fix my Gat Hol' up, hol' up, lemme... Hehe!