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Verse 1
Sitting in my Bugatti, thinking bout money
I got paid Friday, I be countin til Monday
Bullshit fly by me, I'm ducking all the bad vibes
Louis on my body, and over my damn eyes
Don't you ever try me, I'll merk whoever that tries
Shoot you ten times just in case you got cat lives
Yeah, I'll wet you up, you gettin baptized
It's Weezy Baby but it's your nap time
Haha, I told them I'm a fool with it
Yeah, my classier than a school with it
Yeah, now watch me ball like my (???) with it
And if it's broke, then let the pro-tools fix it
Chorus:
I hear she got that good, ready for the takeoff
Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
To another world, right next to that white moon
Flying in the sky, tell 'em we'll be back soon
Verse 2
Ugh, now go hard on em Tune
White diamonds around the ruby, it look like Mars on the Moon
Heavy, now drop loads on dem bitches
Like a flower in a Phantom, top rose of dem bitches
Haha, no Bull shit, no Derrick Rose on dem bitches
My niggas bring me dem bitches with no clothes on dem bitches
I promise I do 2's, 3's, and 4's of dem bitches
Mane, I do everythang but propose to dem bitches
Yeah, soo woop to da Eastside
Cooker on my waist, leave yo bitch ass deep-fried
If it don't shoot you, you gone get beat by it
Ha, Young M-O-N-E-Y unh
Chorus
I hear she got that good, ready for the takeoff
Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
To another world, right next to that white moon
Flying in the sky, tell 'em we'll be back soon
Verse 3
I am not a human being
I am every woman's dream
I'm a lion, no, a lion king
I'm fly, no, I'm flier with my giant wings
I sin with a grin
I sit da Mac 10 on ya chin
Ha, I spit out a grenade pin
I'm a soldier within an army of Made Men
Yeah, now drop it like it's hot hoe
And don't forget the baby like the muthafucking octo-mom
Lock, load, bomb
Da fireman bitch, it's stop, drop, roll time
Chorus
I hear she got that good, ready for the takeoff
Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
To another world, right next to that white moon
Flying in the sky, tell 'em we'll be back soon
Outro
I hear she got that good, ready for the takeoff
Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
To another world, right next to that white moon
Ready for the takeoff, ready for the takeoff
Ready for the takeoff, ready for the takeoff
A few questionable lines as I can decipher or make them out probably at the moment, I'm a bit high listening to it lol. If you can make them out, post and I'll edit it in.
Sitting in my Bugatti, thinking bout money
I got paid Friday, I be countin til Monday
Bullshit fly by me, I'm ducking all the bad vibes
Louis on my body, and over my damn eyes
Don't you ever try me, I'll merk whoever that tries
Shoot you ten times just in case you got cat lives
Yeah, I'll wet you up, you gettin baptized
It's Weezy Baby but it's your nap time
Haha, I told them I'm a fool with it
Yeah, my classier than a school with it
Yeah, now watch me ball like my (???) with it
And if it's broke, then let the pro-tools fix it
Chorus:
I hear she got that good, ready for the takeoff
Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
To another world, right next to that white moon
Flying in the sky, tell 'em we'll be back soon
Verse 2
Ugh, now go hard on em Tune
White diamonds around the ruby, it look like Mars on the Moon
Heavy, now drop loads on dem bitches
Like a flower in a Phantom, top rose of dem bitches
Haha, no Bull shit, no Derrick Rose on dem bitches
My niggas bring me dem bitches with no clothes on dem bitches
I promise I do 2's, 3's, and 4's of dem bitches
Mane, I do everythang but propose to dem bitches
Yeah, soo woop to da Eastside
Cooker on my waist, leave yo bitch ass deep-fried
If it don't shoot you, you gone get beat by it
Ha, Young M-O-N-E-Y unh
Chorus
I hear she got that good, ready for the takeoff
Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
To another world, right next to that white moon
Flying in the sky, tell 'em we'll be back soon
Verse 3
I am not a human being
I am every woman's dream
I'm a lion, no, a lion king
I'm fly, no, I'm flier with my giant wings
I sin with a grin
I sit da Mac 10 on ya chin
Ha, I spit out a grenade pin
I'm a soldier within an army of Made Men
Yeah, now drop it like it's hot hoe
And don't forget the baby like the muthafucking octo-mom
Lock, load, bomb
Da fireman bitch, it's stop, drop, roll time
Chorus
I hear she got that good, ready for the takeoff
Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
To another world, right next to that white moon
Flying in the sky, tell 'em we'll be back soon
Outro
I hear she got that good, ready for the takeoff
Fire up that wood, let the jets blast off
To another world, right next to that white moon
Ready for the takeoff, ready for the takeoff
Ready for the takeoff, ready for the takeoff
A few questionable lines as I can decipher or make them out probably at the moment, I'm a bit high listening to it lol. If you can make them out, post and I'll edit it in.
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