[Intro: Sample]
Is that an interview you actually gave with Katie Couric?
Is that an interview I actually gave with Katie Couric? What’s your name again?
Well, that’s not the question
What’s his name?
Pete Ross
Huh?
Pete Ross
Pete Ross, that’s a stupid-ass question

[Verse: Lil Wayne]
Howdy-do, motherfuckers, it's Weezy Baby
N***as bitching and I gotta tote the
Haha! Listen close, I got duct tape and rope
I leave you missing like the fucking O'Bannon's
One hand on my money, one hand on my buddy
That's the AK-47, make his neighborhood love me
Bullets like birds, you can hear them bitches humming
Don't let that bird shit, he got a weak stomach
N***as know I'm sick: I don't spit, I vomit—got it?
One egg short of the omelet
Simon says: "Shoot a n***a in his thigh and leg
And tell him, 'Catch up,' like mayonnaise"; um—
I'm the sickest n***a doing it—bet that, baby
These other n***as dope; I'm wet crack, baby, yes!
Get back, get back, boy, this a setback
Clumsy-ass n***as slip and fall into a death trap
Rest assured, I rest in a azure
Me and my chauffer gotta
Sometimes I gotta let my girl hold the
I think I'm bout to put some pearl on the
Yeah! and guess what boy?
You know a n***a just got papers on the
And I just got off paper for the
Now I can go and get some paper with this
What you on?
Them boys pussy, born without a backbone
And if you strapped, we can trade like the Dow Jones
Wet him up, I hope he got his towel on
I aim at the moon, and get my howl on
Some n***as cry wolf, I'm on that dry Kush
And when it come to that paper, I stack books ha
You heard what I said
I can put you on your feet or put some money on ya head
Life ain't cheap, you better off dead if you can't pay the fee
Shout out my n***a fee
See, every motherfucker at the door don't get a key
You're outside looking in, so tell me what you see
It's about money, it's bigger than me
I told my homies, "don't kill him, bring the n***a to me"
Yeah, don't miss, you fucking with the hitman
Kidnap a n***a, make him feel like a kid again
[Interlude: Sample #2]
Maybe you weren't always that way
But I believe you're that way now
I didn't really see it before
I made a terrible mistake
I shouldn't have hurt you
I should never have broken up with you
I love you, and I understand if you don't feel the same way
But trust me, I'll never hurt you again, I swear

Young Moolah baby

[Outro: Sample]
Did you perform at the Virgin Mobile Music Fest in 2008 with Kanye West?
I don’t know, but I know I did perform at this bad-ass bitch birthday party recently. She was crazy, stupid thick
Didn’t you win —
I don’t know
The award for best rap album of the year in —
I don’t know
2008 for Tha Carter III?
I don’t know
Mr. Carter, you have to wait until the attorney has finished asking the question please
I’m sorry, that’s my psychic. I’m sorry