[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda]
Okay, I’m sippin on the [bad word] Got a [bad word] moving slow
I’m all about the money
What the [bad word] you think I do it for? [bad word] don’t act like you don’t know
I’m killing all these rap niggas
Custom made casket for your [bad word]  funerals
Keep the women with me [bad word] I gotta keep like two or more
Party everyday like we won the [bad word] Superbowl
Chillin wit my [bad word] Mack, he keep [bad word] handy
White girl on the table, let ‘em sniff the nose candy
When I’m walking by the women say “Who is that [bad word] ”
I reply: “Hi, I am Gudda Gudda, that [bad word] 
I was raised in the home of the Cap Splitters
Whip on 24’s, watch it crawl like a caterpillar [bad word] with a toy boy like a Happy Meal
And you’s a [bad word]  duck, Daffy Dill
I’m from the school of Hard Knocks, where we scrap and kill
Pick the knife or gun and you can get the package deal
I’m hot [bad word]  burning everything around me
I was lost for a minute, took a while but I found me
The streets say I’m King, but the game will never crown me
Realist [bad word] doin’ it, just ask the niggas around me
So you can’t size me up or try to clown uh
Shark in the water, jump in and I’mma drown ya
New Orleans [bad word]  gun out, I’mma down ya
Put niggas to sleep like a [bad word]  downer
I’m a Great White, you’s a flounder
Fish and a [bad word]  I tuna everything around ya
U-Haul Gudda, moving everything around ya
It’s Young Money [bad word] At the top is where they found us [bad word] 
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
Uhh, goons on deck
Marley don’t shoot ‘em
Silence on the gun
Watch a [bad word] mute ‘em
The coach in the booth
Call me Jon [bad word] School these niggas, they all my students
All jokes aside, I ain’t playin’ witcha
The weed broke down, like a transmission
The Choppa spin him round, like a ballerina [bad word] I’m still spittin’ like I ate a Jalapeno
I’m from Uptown, my [bad word] from Argentina
My pockets on fat like Joey Cartagena
Stunt so hard, it’s all y’all fault
And when [bad word] to beef, give me A1 Sauce
I ain’t worryin’ ’bout [bad word]  everything paid out
You could catch me courtside in Dwayne Wade’s house
With a high yellow thick [bad word]  with her legs out
Cash Money President but we in a red house
Who the [bad word] want it? Make my [bad word]  day
I blow your candles out, now [bad word] cut the cake
I gotta eat [bad word]  like [bad word] away
Y’all niggas ain’t eatin’, stomach ache
Okay, all these [bad word] and niggas still hatin’
I used to be ballin’, but now I’m Bill Gatein’ [bad word]  with my iPhone, bumpin’ Illmatic
I’m on the road to riches, there’s just a lil traffic
Hair still platted, thuggin’ is a habit
Keep my guitar, Hip Hop Lenny Kravitz
Bunch of bad [bad word] and I [bad word] ‘em like rabbits
Dope [bad word] Weezy, ya girlfriend an addict
Uhhh
Haha

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