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Way Of Life Lyrics

[Intro: Mannie Fresh]


Look right here, this how we gon do this


Hook up the turn tables, whoof get on the keyboard


And we gon run this for you, ya heard?


Yeah, check it out





[Female]


Cash Money...


Cash Money...


Cash Money...


Cash Money...





[Lil Wayne]


Ay, let me slide in the Benz with the fished-out fins


Hit the mall wit my girlfriends dish out ends


Cause you know it ain't trickin if you got it


Copped baby girl what she desired


It's chump change ma, marijuana scholar


Know'n what I got up in my styrafoam cup - that purple stuff


It was given to me at birth to stun


So that's why I cop the Bentley with the leather and the furry cups





[Baby]


Hey, hold on mami them whips on dubs


Cadillac Truck, 28's, no rubs


Slide in the Benz, fins, bubble-eyed lens


Car show in New York, y'all know who wins


It's the Birdman daddy, with the Gucci Prada


Slant back Cup Truck, no rims - can't holla


It's that Louie Fendi on Ostrich streets


It's the tailor-made daddy, mami do you love me?





[Chorus: TQ]


Baby, I'm a stunna


I ain't gon change it


Don't.. you.. know.. it's a way of life?


Mami, do you want it?


Cause I'm about to bring it


Oh baby, can't stop the stun, no, no





[Baby]


Pop one, pop two with the new Nike shoes


Royal blue jag on 'em 22's


Slippers, white to breate, 500 Degreez


In that Cadillac Truck on 'em 23's


I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame


All these, naked women that pop champagne


And these, marble floors stay high as Rick James


If you know my name then you know my game





[Lil Wayne]


It's Lil' Whodi from the Hot Block where seris flow


Gotta get dough, cha'll won't feel me broke


But, y'all don't hear me though


Til I'm rolling down my window where my grill is show


And you know I probably pump it through the hood on them 24's


Word, rims poking out the side of the err


Glock, have ya ribs poking out the side of your shirt


I'm a 17 nigga and I ride through the turf





[Chorus]





[Lil Wayne]


Hey, and my pinky glow cause my rings is so...


Blingy blingy, yo stop blinking though


We smoke stinky stinky dro


And we don't cop them incy wincy o's


And we don't stop, nah, we blow


Fuck the pee-ple


Everywhere we go we smell like ick yo


Birdman, my Paw so that make me go.. fly like an eagle, fasheezy





[Baby]


See they think cause I stay English turn


That stunna don't ever OZ to burn


I go in each sto' and ball like a dog


Me and my niggs ball like a dog


Cars on my streets, all on the lawn


Ice in my teeth, all on my arm


Tats in my face, my back and my arm





[Lil Wayne]


Tats in my face, my back and my arm





[Chorus]





[Outro: Mannie Fresh]


Yo, there it is, ya lil' low life


See, I'm a professional - you a rookie


Fuck, a game so serious I could sell a hooker some pussy


That's some serious shit


Oh yeah, believe that


Who we rollin wit?


We rollin wit Cash Money


Oh, I forgot about peace - Peace!


I mean.. piece of pussy, piece of land, piece of property


Just a mind game


Piece of mind, ya know


Piece of something, motherfucker!