[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Ok, you ain't on shit
It's Weezy F Baby, like the newborn, bitch
You ain't on shit
I put your girl to work, now here's a uniform, bitch
Pimpin' over here
And I ain't Santa Claus, but I make it reindeer
Money out the ass, yeah, money out the rear
Weezy at the plate, I could bunt it out of here
Safe as a muhfucka
Ain't no safety button on this muhfucka
Where's the safe, muhfucka?
That's the case, stop the judge of
Weezy F, the F for fury
Hang 12 witnesses
That's what I call a hung jury
Brung Jerry Bling Bling
I made that and I don't even say that
As much as judges say that
That's way back
Boy, you should catch up
It must of been mine, theys
Long hair, pretty eyes, light skin, fine legs
Phat ass, skinny stomach, pretty feet, pretty woman
Walking down the street 'cause I put her out my Jeep
I don't save 'em
I slave 'em
They want Weezy F
I bad grade 'em, I don't degrade 'em
I serenade 'em
Hundred on the jaw, hundred on the arm
Rings so thick, I can't even make a fist
N***a, fuck how you do it, 'cause I do it like this
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, and I just do my Wayne
And every time I do it, I do my thang
Yeah, and I just do my Wayne
And every time I do it, I do my thang
I do it (do it)
How I do it (do it)
I do it (do it, do it, do it)
I do it (do it, do it, do it)

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I do it how I do it, and I do it everyday
I do it how I do it, and I do it everyday
Say, I do it how I do it when I do it everyday
I whip it like a slave, like a motherfuckin' slave
Yes, I whip it like a slave, yes, I whip it like a slave
I whip it like a slave, like a motherfuckin' slave
Yep, I whip it like a slave, like a motherfuckin' slave
Then I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, I beat it
I beat that block, I beat that block
I beat that block, I beat that block
I beat that block like it mis-behaved
Then I whip it, I whip it, I whip it like a slave, I whip it
(Whip it) I whip it, (Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it)
Beat it, now beat it up, beat it, I beat it up
Beat it, I beat it up, beat it, beat it up, yeah
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Kunta Kinte on my shit, n***a
Like I ate a plate of roots for dinner
But I ate a plate of loot for dinner
I'm in the garden selling fruit to sinners
Like apple's to Shaq, hey, big spender
And do remember, just like Brenda
Two grand still get you four and a baby
I'ma kill 'em when I drop like I'm holding a baby
Weezy F, the F is for "Don't forget the baby"
And bitch, I've been hot, but you don't know me from Satan
And if you're Manning up, you better show me you're Peyton
But you pussies ain't ballin' no Sanaa Lathan
Bricks get shipped, bricks get cut
Dr. Carter, nip and tuck
Yeah, but you could call me Wayne
Now watch me and my chain gang

[Refrain: Lil Wayne]
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
Whip it, whip it
I beat that block, I beat that block
I beat that block, I beat that block
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Yes, it's me, bitches
Deuce Bigalow on these He-bitches
(*cough cough*) Flu flow
Flyer than a bird, coupe like a two door
What do you know?
I know the streets, bitch
And this is my toilet
And you can eat shit
Got them girls in my bathroom with they asses out
'Cause I'm fly, like flyers, they passin' out
We mashin' out, We Young Mula
I got that 12-gauge
Don't make me 1, 2 ya
.345 train, bitch, soo woo
If you ain't on my train, bitch, choo-choo
Like you got my dick in your mizouth
And I'ma do me, bitch, with you or without
Shit, I'm always right sometimes
And from the top, everybody look 1'9
And I'm 2'much
The numbers don't lie
And if they stop making Cadillacs
I swear I'm gon' die
And if the weed man ain't got no more onions, I'ma cry
And if if was a fifth, then I'd rather drink wine

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Shit... I'ma take my time
Now, am I crazy or just lazy?
'Cause I'm tired of ballin', darlin'
And I roll with my riders like it's a harley bar
And we roll with them choppers like it's a harley party
P.S., dressed in all red like it was a scarlet party
I was ballin' in New Orleans way before the Charlotte Hornets
I'm an X-Man, bitch, and I ain't talkin' marvel comics
I'm a...
Put the dirty dishes in the sink
No pork, but I get paid like a piggy bank
I spit like backwash, Sasquatch
No back talk, I act lost
But I bet that money find me
Your jewelry telling jokes, man
You got them funny diamonds
I got them sunny diamonds
I got them money problems
Like Christopher Wallace
Fuck bitches
Get money
Young money

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, watch me
Beat it up, beat it
Beat it up, beat it
What you mean? No homo
I beat that block, I beat that block
I beat that block, I beat that, and then I
Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
Young Mula, baby