Lil Wayne — Lets Go Hoe

[Chorus: Curren$y] What you lookin at, girl, you lookin at a G You ain't good with your man, you're better with me I'm fresh to death, and I'm already stackin cheese Come and get me, on my shoulder, follo me when I leave Let's go hoe, let's go hoe [Verse 1: Curren$y] Hot Spitta nigga, got a lot of Carbin with me Got them rounds with me, but never got them windows tinted Whole top here, want all of them to see me And this bad assbitch keep lookin in my mearer Crazy chick, she like this life I'm livin And you aitn crazy, girl, you can tell I'm a rich nigga I got more stripes than Nike, nigga This green with me, all them other niggas bitches You already know how we get down Young Money, baby, we is in your town Fuck a rocket, we sellin that Bobby Brown If you love your girlfriend, don't bring her around Come outside, you see the cash flow Pimp in the game, and my brother and Mack, yo Far from an amature, a nigga got money like the producer of a track, hoe [Chorus: Curren$y] What you lookin at, girl, you lookin at a G You ain't good with your man, you're better with me I'm fresh to death, and I'm already stackin cheese Come and get me, on my shoulder, follo me when I leave Let's go hoe, let's go hoe [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Weezy baby, my money bigger, hoe Mama knew she got it perfect, right in my portfolio From the hood, with them birds and airplanes Now I'm making money with the pimps, eating Shrimp I love it, yes, I love it, I bet I could make you love it Can't no other person do it like I motherfuckin does it I love it, you should love it You didn't piss me off, your other nigga does it I'm on that fuckin Patrone And I like it, I feel like fightin Feel like fuckin, might just Bring her to the crib, enter crisis Fresh from my head to the bottom of my Nikes Half on my dick, she ride it for the licance Yes, that's me, lookin spicey Open it up, yeah, it's just like this [Chorus: Curren$y] What you lookin at, girl, you lookin at a G You ain't good with your man, you're better with me I'm fresh to death, and I'm already stackin cheese Come and get me, on my shoulder, follo me when I leave Let's go hoe, let's go hoe