[Intro] 
Now this is what they've been waiting for 
Ya dig, Santana 
Weezy F. 
Ay Wayne 
What up man 
What you been workin' on [bad word]  
Oh you know, I got Currency's new album 
And prolly workin' on my album, ya dig 
Oh I'm ready to [bad word] my shoulders off and drop my next album too [bad word] 
That's what it is 
But dig this, they wanna know what we been workin' on together 
That's that "I Can't Feel My Face [bad word]  they know that 
So if they ever thought the South and the North was gonna collide 
Guess what, we already did 

[Juelz Santana] 
I'm feelin' like a black Republican 
Naw, I can't call it 
More like a black [bad word]  'em out of office 
Young Barack Obama, I'm all for it 
The Rock of Gibraltar has now fallen, on ya 
I protect my land like a farmer 
Pockets stay chubby like Tikara 
Or should I say fat like the Parkers 
Tote big guns like I'm still playin' Contra 
Y'all washed up like money that's laundered 
Y'all funny, I'm bonkers 
Honest, girls strapped to my [bad word] like a harness 
Rock star, flier than an ostrich 
And I cover east, west, north, south like [bad word] 
I shall shine forever, never tarnish 
Money buried behind my house like a garden 
All green, my bank account's like a forest 
I Can't Feel My Face is gettin' started 
And Weezy is my [bad word]  ya dig 
black activist like Sonny Carson 
Stripes of a sergeant, salute me 
And chicks, I get 'em high 
Higher than turbulence is 
White Phantom, lookin' so Fergielicious 
I'm from the city of big [bad word] and murder victims 
Its get rich, go to jail and be a murder victim 
Ai! 
Now all y'all listen 
If you can't take the heat, get out the kitchen 

[Lil Wayne] 
I feel like a black Republican 
Tote a MAC'n Republican 
Act so southern n' die for my brethren 
Money, money, money 
Like money Mac and publishing 
One life to live, never ask for a mulligan 
Streets call but the heat make me feel covenant 
Been done had cake day late like Anne Sullivan 
Fly like an eagle but no I'm no Donovan 
Boy you better go eat some soup with your mom n' them 
And my mind is on another continent 
I am real Cash Money, no counterfeit 
I don't parkin' lot pimp I just politick 
But I get all in her mouth like parlithins 
New always represent it to the inner [bad word] from the city where the glitter don't glimmer 
The sun don't shine and the guns don't sleep 
Pick a [bad word] s [bad word] up like he got somewhere to be 

[Outro] 
And we wanna let the world know 
This is not a diss song either people 
We don't diss them we dismiss 'em, ya dig 
Recognize or step aside, ya dig 
We let the music talk, Draught 3 
And by the way, it's Santana, I'm back 
It's Weezy! 
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror backwards 'cause you can't face yourself  [bad word] 
DipSet for life 
Cash Money, whaddup 
Young Money