[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
 Fo' fo' bulldog: my [bad word] pet
 I point it at you and tell that [bad word] "fetch"
 I'm [bad word] her good, she got her legs on my neck
 I get [bad word]  mouth, and [bad word]  call that [bad word] triple threat
 When I was in jail she let me call her collect
 But if she get greedy, I'ma starve her to death
 Top down, it's upset
 Been [bad word] the world and [bad word] I [bad word] yet
 You [bad word] with me wrong, I knock your head off your neck
 The flight too long, I got a bed on the jet
 The guns are drawn and I ain't talking bout a sketch
 I pay these niggas with a reality check
 Prepared for the worst but still praying for the best
 This game is a [bad word] I got my hand up her dress
 The money don't sleep so Weezy can't rest
 And AK47 is my [bad word] address, huh

 [Hook: Rick Ross]
 I'm not a star
 Somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car
 I got a chopper in the car
 I got a chopper in the car

 [bad word]  Lil Wayne]
 Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
 Roll up and [bad word] it, and hit them niggas where it hurts
 If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
 Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen

 [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
 Big black [bad word] in a icey watch
 Shoes on the coupe, [bad word] I got a Nike shop
 Count the profits you could bring‘em in a Nike box
 Grinding in my Jordans kick'em off they might be high, swish!
 I'm swimming in a yellow [bad word]  boss
 In the red 911 looking devilish
 Red beam make a [bad word] [bad word] sit down
 Thought it were bullet proof till he got hit the fifth time
 Drop palmolive in a [bad word] dope
 Make [bad word] back even harder than before
 Baby I'm the only one that paid your car notes
 Well connected got killers off in Chicago

 [Hook: Rick Ross]
 I'm not a star
 Somebody lied, I got a chopper in the car
 I got a chopper in the car
 I got a chopper in the car

 [bad word]  Lil Wayne]
 Load up the choppers like it's December 31st
 Roll up and [bad word] it, and hit them niggas where it hurts
 If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
 Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen

 [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
 Talk stupid get ya head popped
 I got that Esther, [bad word] I'm Redd Foxx
 Big b's, Red Sox
 I get money to kill time, dead clocks
 Your [bad word] with a [bad word] who don't give a [bad word]  Empty the clip then roll the window up
 [bad word] [bad word] sweet, them niggas Cinnabon
 I'm in a red [bad word]  she said she [bad word]  200 thou' on a chain, I don't need a piece
 That banana clip, let Chiquita speak
 Dark shades, Eazy  Five letters, Y-M-C-M- [bad word] [bad word] [bad word]  [bad word] [bad word] [bad word]  I see ya looking, with ya looking [bad word] [bad word]  You know [bad word]  kill them all and keep moving
 If I died today it'd be a holiday

 [Verse 4: Rick Ross]
 I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car
 So don't make [bad word] alive
 Rip yo [bad word] apart than I put myself together
 YMCMB, double M, we rich forever
 The bigger the bullet the more that [bad word] gon' bang
 Red on the wall, Basquiat when I paint
 Red Lamborghini till I gave it to my [bad word]  My first home invasion, papi gave me 40 bricks
 Son of a [bad word]  then I made a great escape
 Ain't it funny momma, only son be baking cakes
 Pull up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm Santa Claus
 Niggas gather round, got gifts for each and all of y'all
 Take it home and let it bubble that's the double up
 If you get in trouble that just mean you [bad word] up
 It's a cold World I need a bird to cuddle up
 I call the plays, [bad word] huddle up

 [Outro: Lil Wayne]
 I'm not a star
 Somebody lied
 I got a chopper in the car