[Mannie Fresh talking]Yea, yea, yeaGrown ups in between, children and babiesRight about now its yo boy, ya heard, back againDJ MannieFre Fresh Err FreshFre Fresh Err FreshFre Fresh Err FreshFre Fresh Err FreshGo DJ, that's my DJGo DJ, that's my DJGo DJ, that's my DJGo DJ, yeaWit Weezy We, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard[Lil Wayne talking]Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to youCourtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie FreshSo what I want yall out there to do for me is say this[Hook]Say go DJ, cuz that's my DJSay go DJ, cuz that's my DJSay go DJ, cuz that's my DJSay go DJ, cuz that's my cuz that's my[Lil Wayne]Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sunI come from under the tummy, busting a tommyOr come from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hitPow, one to the head now you know he deadNow you know I play it, like a pro in the gameNaw better yet a veteran a hall of fameI got that medicine, I'm better than all the namesAy its Cash Money Records man a lawless gangPut some water on the track, Fresh for all his flameWear a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo brainCuz the flow is spasmatic what they call insaneThat aint even a muthafuckin aim I get dough boyAnd you already know that pimping18 how I'm living young'n show that BentleyStunna my Pa so you know that's in meGotti my mentor so don't go there wit me[Hook][Repeat X2][Lil Wayne]And I move like the Coupe thru trafficRush hour GT Bent' roof is absentYa bitch present wit the music blastingAnd she keep asking how it shoot if its plasticI tell her you see if ya boy run up, she sat back and cut the Carter backup, oh fa shoAy Big Mike they betta step they authority upBefore they step to a sergeant's son, I got army gunsYou niggas never harming young, fly wizzy my opponents done, I'm done talkingAnd I ain't just begun, I been running my city like Diddy ya chumpI fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit a model bony bitchPair of phony tits, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shitWell here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go[Lil Wayne talking]Hold on let me hit the bluntSo go, so goThis is the, this is the, this is theThis is the, this is the, this is theThis is the Carter[Hook X1][Lil Wayne]Birdman put them niggas in a trash canLeave em outside of your door I'm your trash manI'm steady lighting another hash and riding in my jagYou will need a gas mask manYou snakes, stop hiding in the grassSooner or later I'll cut it knock the blades in yo assYou homo niggas getting Aids in the assWhile the homie here tryna get paid in advanceI'm staying on my grizzy I'ma bonafide hustlerPlay me or play wit me then I'm going find your motherNiggas wanna eat cuz they ain't ate nothingBut niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustardSo I'ma walk into the restaurant alone, leaving outLeaving behind just residue and bonesIn your residents with Rugers to your domeLike where the fuck you holding the coke, holding your throat, chokeThis, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, thisThis is the Carter[Hook X1]Go DJ, DJ, DJ 
