Lil' Wayne And Juelz Santana More Hot Shit (Feat. Curren$y And Bezel) Lyrics

(feat. Currency & Bezel)

[Currency:]
Yo here's a lil sometin bout a n____ like me
Currency should of neva learn bout how to click the key
Or how to grip a glock come through control da block
Throw ur Bentley off a cliff and call it da Bentley drop
These boys can't stop the well dressed maaan
No im not enrolled in school but I am a fresh man
And all my homies not getting married but im the best man
These n____z mite not understand
I guess I gotta stop pitchin fast throw it wit my underhand
Yeaa ... tryin a make center to da rucker maannn
Me and weezy comin wit dem burners in our hand
U wanna jam like smuckaz and (shyt)
The difference between us and young honey
Is our jacket chinchilla they shyt straight bunny
f___ b____es young money
And slitches on my switch four I slick from me

[LiL' Wayne:]
I tell em' da b____ ride da d___ like a new Honda
Wit da cops behind her im kinda
Sorta watcha calla'
Superstar now some on tryin f___ some superstars mouth
Straight up and the guns come wit the money
And the work come with the luggage
f___ it
These n____z talking big wit a rapper budget
I get paid off rappers buddy
And I aint f___in wit da rat pack
I pull up as any day wit some tap tap
And that's that
Im the wildest from the the wolfpack
Back back
U aint notin but a snack pack
And when u runnin don't look back
cuz im be coming out dat back pack
clap clap
and rrrat rrrat
yaa young weeza
money over b____es
reporting to u m_________ers live from da kitchen

[Juelz Santana:]
hahaha a man wayne dey gone be mad at dys
I mean see n____z already hate u and hate what u do
n____z already hate me and hate what I do
Them n____z gotta hate wat we do

CLS Five hundred AMG kit
Know the haters be sick when I drive through
Ride through two miles an hour
So everybody sees me
b__pin that Carter 2 my n____ weezy
Whoo
F baby
F U Pay me
I hustle... cops come I tell em F U Jay see
Catch me if you can Im the gingerbread man
In the V8 all white sedan
Im too cool
Inside b___er yea tan in da seat
Same color as da sand in da beach
Im too cool
And my money come in boot coozoo
So screw u broke dudes who hate me cuz im too cool
And u kno I keep da piece on me
My gun speaks it own language like E-40 see shorty
Da piece pop ya your scream poppa
Too late your brains already beachcabla

[Bezel:]
Da n____ bezel da pretty drop
U can tell dat im pretty hot
Masta of da swagga (yes)
Hell of a diddy bop
Fresh of da scale
Den I sell it on any block
Move from 12 ..12
Then I step on dem cindablocks
Im getting guack ..they give me chips
I give em rocks
Gorilla clip..they give me lip I give em shots
The mac on my lap
I rat it to tat
And blow rounds that's how I go round
Matta a fact I blow pounds
Clappin da gat ..Gassin da lack
I slow down the rats protect