Lil Wayne — Words Of Advice

[Hook - Kevin Cossom] You better think before you speak Gotta recognise now man you know me Here’s a few words of advice, better act right Promise (promise) Promise (promise) And don't leave ya girl round me I know she do what she want What's gon happen when she leave? Huh uhhh Here’s a few words of advice: better act right I promise, I promise [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] Long ass money, short ass temper Big fucking gun, soft ass trigger Weezy F Baby and the 'F' is for "fuck them hoes" Got your girl walking ’round my crib in her underclothes White man money, tight pants thuggin’ Pussy think it’s sweeter than a Sprite can, crush em’ I ain't got nothing but some weed and bitches You niggas ain't eatin’, clean ass dishes Gangsta Grillz bitch, I am still the dentist Hit this motherf-cker, like Willy McGuiness I coach the winners they throw Gatorade on me Silent four five, potato head on it Ask me how I’m doing, I’m day-to-day homie These bitches on my back, I fade away on ‘em Young Tune, no Bugs Bunny bitch And as long as I got a voice, I’m talking Young Money shit, nigga [Hook] [Verse 2 - Mack Maine] Young Money bitch Young Money sick Now shut the fuck up and suck a Young Money dick Velcro on my Asics sticking to the basic Black white, and black pinky ring I’m looking like a racist? I’m higher than a satellite You just a hermaphrodite I’ve been real since BC, guess this is the after life Drop out from heavens like, just to raise plenty hell Boy I’m tryna touch a billion bucks before 2012 So that mean I’m focused Beat my demeanour These bitches talking dirty to me Take ‘em to the cleaners They say men are from Mars Say women from Venus But I’m in my space shuttle Bout to serve em like subpoenas The niggas keep me laughing like hyena’s They only show they guns, Gilbert Arenas Wassup Serena, you could be my baby momma I’m with Barack O-Drama This Young Money’s Obama