If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be You're tired of your face Bugatti, new boo You scream, Suhu Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You can borrow Bugatti's So you can fly Most of the bad bitches, you're angry Tattoos, Suhu, Bugatti, new boo New subject, new paper, new class, new school New buddies, new haters, new ass, new boobs Much later, too soon, too bad, too cool Too hot, too lit, too hot, too moved Two eyes, two view, but too blind, too bloom Who lied to you? Two middle fingers that's up high Too boom, it may consume, kaboom Goddamn, who knew that I am the guru with voodoo That sued you to hot hand with shooters That shoot through the iron man And see through the con man And now he a diamond I turn a goddamn into a God's plan Go over the diagram and get to the job, man Watch for the spy cam, sit back and watch And do not watch it, watch hand Give me some time, man, I am the bomb, man I am gon' swim till I come out on dry land Not on a frying pan, no, we did not land No plumbing rock, but it landed on island Now I'm just burn land Back to the block where they got more rock fans Than a *** rock band Under a rock man, we need Barack, man I do what I can to keep it solid As a, you know what I'm saying What's a rock plan? You tired of your face and change the culture You change You scream, so what, when them gangsters love you? Yeah, yeah You bought a Bugatti so you can flex So you can flex And most of the bad bitches, your ex I started this ***, you just started this *** I'm the heart of this *** And the heart doesn't skip Take the heart of your bitch Cause like Bart, you a simp And your water don't drip So your garden ain't *** You just counting the money I'm drowning in money Like, where the *** is the lifeguard in this bitch? I go Mars in this bitch Watch me Arvin in *** For the art of this *** Andy Warhol in *** Go retarded in *** You go sweet, tangy I go tart in this *** I'm a barf in this *** I'm a mop in this *** You a orphan, lil' bitch If I taught you some *** That's like Harvard, lil' bitch You ain't talking bout *** But you suffer this *** Walking like you talking Now you walking in *** I go marble moving You on some marvelous *** I ain't talking in this It's the cart of the bitch You tired of your face And changed the coach You changed You scream Suwoo And them gangsters love you You bought a Bugatti So you can flex So you can flex And most of the bad bitches You egged I started this *** They borrowed this *** I thought of this *** They thought it was it I'm talking this *** They bark and they sit Who the *** in that ***? Which drawer to look in? I brought in this *** The starters get benched The artists get sent Then targets get hit Billion dollar smile I sell myself short if I grin I'm bargaining then Apartments and *** I could park in this *** In a foreign car That I could talk to and *** With a cultural bitch I can talk to and *** About the culture and *** How I altered this *** Tattoo Suwoo Bugatti Nubu Tattoo Suwoo Bugatti Nubu Tattoo Suwoo Bugatti Nubu All of that *** It's the cart of the bitch You changed Suwoo Bugatti Nubu Tattoo Suwoo Bugatti Nubu Tattoo Suwoo Bugatti Nubu Tontje If it wasn't for Wayne It wouldn't be They might think they've got a pretty good jump shot Or a pretty good flow But our kids can't all aspire to be LeBron or Lil Wayne