Dedicate

If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be

You tatted your face

Bugatti, new boo

You screamed Suu-Whoop

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You bought a Bugatti, so you can flex

Most of the bad bitches your ex

Tattoos, Suu-Whoop, Bugatti, Nobu

New subject, new paper, new Class, new school

New buddies, new haters, new ass, new boobs

Smash later, too soon, too bad, too cool

Too hot, too lit, too high to move

Two eyes to view, but too blind to bloom

Who lied to you?

Two middle fingers that's up high to whom

It may consume, kaboom, goddamn

Who knew that I am the guru with voodoo

That sued you to high hell

With shooters that shoot through the

Iron man and see through the con man

And now he a dyin' man

I turned a goddamn into a God's Plan

Go over to diagram and get to the job man

Watch for the spycam

Sit back and watch and do not watch your watch hand

Give me some time, man

I am the bomb, man

I'm gon' swim 'til I come out on dry land or on the fryin' pan

No we did not land on Plymouth Rock

But it landed on our land, now I'm just buyin' land

Back to the block where they got more rock fans

Than a fuckin' rock band under a rock, man

We need Barack, man

I do what I can to keep it solid as a you know what I'm sayin'

With some rock playin'

You tatted your face and changed the culture (you changed)

You screamed suu-whoop and them gangsters loved you (yeah, yeah)

You bought a Bugatti so you could flex (so you can flex)

And most of the bad bitches your ex

I started this shit, you just part of this shit

I'm the heart of this shit, and the heart doesn't skip

Take the heart of yo' bitch

'Cause like Bart, you a simp

And your water don't drip so your garden ain't shit

You just countin' the money, I'm drownin' in money

Like "Where the fuck is the lifeguard in this bitch?"

I go mars in this bitch, watch me orbit and shit

For the art of this shit, Andy Warhol and shit

Go retarded and shit, you go sweet tangy

I go tart on this shit, I'ma barf this shit

I'ma martian and shit, you a offerin' lil' bitch

If I taught you some shit, that's like Harvard lil' bitch

You ain't talkin' 'bout shit but you softer than shit

Walk it like you talk it, now you walkin' in shit

I go Marvel movie on some marvelous shit

In the spotlight too long should be darker than this

It's Tha Carter, lil' bitch

You tatted your face and changed the culture (you changed)

You screamed suu-whoop and them gangsters loved you (yeah, yeah)

You bought a Bugatti so you could flex (so you can flex)

And most of the bad bitches your ex

I started this shit, they borrowed this shit

I thought of this shit, they thought it was it

I'm doggin' this shit, they bark and they sit

Put a fork in that shit, which drawer to look in

I brought in this shit, the starters get benched

Artists get sent, then targets get hit

Billion dollar smile, I sell myself short if I grin

I'm bargainin' then

Apartments and shit, I could park in this shit

In the foreign car that I could talk to and shit

With a cultural bitch I can talk to and shit

'Bout the culture and shit, how I altered this shit

Tattoos, suu-whoop, Bugatti, new boo

Tattoos, suu-whoop, Bugatti, new boo

Tattoos, suu-whoop, Bugatti, new boo

All of that shit, just tha Carter lil' bitch

You changed, suu-whoop (you tatted your face)

Bugatti, new boo (you screamed "Suu-whoop")

Tattoos, suu-whoop, Bugatti, new boo

Tattoos, suu-whoop, Bugatti, new boo

Tunechi

(If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be)

They might think they've got a pretty good jump shot,

Or a pretty good flow.

But our kids can't all aspire to be LeBron or Lil Wayne!