Lyrics: Lil' Wayne. I Think They Like Me.

[Lil Wayne]
Okay, okay, okay
Mhm mhm
I killed that shit man
That right there that was easy man
Gimme something else Drama
I'm on fire
Man watch this

[DJ Drama]
Let's do this for Hollygrove
Can't forget Magnolia Projects
Shout to the N.O.
DJ Drama
Weezy F. Baby
Dedication 2

[Lil Wayne]
Young Weezy muthafucka
What it do? Holla at me
All them niggas tryna hate me
And them bitches tryna have me
I'm a, money man yep I get it from my daddy hoe
And boy we could beef like Magnolia and the Calliope
Hollygrove ma baddyo, let that automatic go
Test me when I'm chilling and I'll kill you from a patio
Bitch my shadow look good, I'm just feeling Weezy
Hop in my shit and say goodbye, cuz the ceiling's leaving
Believe me, they ain't tryna see me
Tell 'em I be the nigga with the burner in the Beamer
I'm the, fireman she just call me when she steaming
I wet her up, and put her out
And leave that bitch dreaming

Niggas say they hot but it's really not seeming
If these guys bad then I gotta be a demon
Wayne's getting money like Damon and Keenan
Try to take it from me and I'm aiming and beaming
Banging and leaving, stains on the cement
Slide the cracker something so they tame the policemen
Left in a Porsche, came in a carnition
I'm fresh, yeah the Gucci sweats came with the creases
I'm hot, but I'm cold, I just change with the seasons
Tryna put some cheese in my pieces
If you looking for your nigga
I be where the water gets deeper
Hugging on that money tryna put it in a sleeper
Yep I'm here, who the fuck wanna say something?
Leave your whole head empty like a straight pumpkin
Make no assumptions I'm hustling
Your girlfriend's guzzling and you thought she wasn't
Name still buzzing even when I'm doing nothing
But I'm never doing nothing cuz I'm always getting money
That's simple jackass, if you don't get it you're a dummy
And them niggas that diss me ain't nothing but pure pussy
Sure honey I done heard what you said
But if a nigga really cared you'd already be dead
Just a young ass nigga with some old ass bread
Yes I keep them dollars running like them bitches got legs
And ma nigga Taz been riding with me since pegs
And my right wrist is looking like a cracked open egg
That's, white and yellow diamonds
Adjust your lighting
I got 'em so mad, but ooh I think they like me