Ladies & gentlemen... People with jobs... people without jobs... middle-class, upper class... high-class... all that Cat snake, chicken, ducks, ethically people and twerkers I present to you Retret, Retret, Rettet, Retret Retret Retret Roz Retret, Retret, Redit, Retret, Retret, Retret Retret, Retret, Retret, Retret, Retret Retret Roz Retret, Retret, Retret, Retret, Retret Retret Roz Retret, Retret, Retret, Retret TeeVJ ظ Put your hands on ya knees & Bend you up Put ya back in, back out do da Hum Putyourhands onya knees & bendyouup Putya back in, back out do da Hum Well, I'm fly as a son of a gun, son of a stunner Yeah, high as a 757, gone to heaven Who? Weezy F, ya reverend Preach about me, I'm the gun 1-7, Apple & E I cash money, McFelly, y'all ain't ready Quick, fast, like Tom Petty, y'all just petty 82, I was born ready, I'm too ready All bitty, crock a bowl of blockers, I'm too heavy Meatball, Lamborghini, top spaghetti Seats raccoon, 20 to shoot Who? Me & you, got plenty to do I don't need no pool, I'm swimmin' in you And I sleep with the shark shawty on that water, water And I be my 840, mama shake somethin' for me And it don't make sense if it don't make that money I'ma take that money, I'm straight cash money Put your hands on ya knees & Bend you up Put ya back in, back out do da Hum Putyourhands onya knees & bendyouup Put your back in, back out do da Hum Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map I take off my brim, moment of silence for the homeboy soldier sim Yeah, right around here I get ya back chopped off We do our own thing, we don't act like y'all I say black white balls with the backs wiped off Y'all little busters just to tax fight off I'm a stand up guy, not the type that fall We don't breed them kind, but they bleed just fine Yep, we easy to dime, homie, read between the lines If you can't, boy, read my nine I'm goin' hard in the paint like diesel time Either I'm the illest cat doin' it or these cats is losin' it I be easy, fall back and be cool with it Paul Merritt is movin', it's dead flow, I'm through with it I'm rich, no, no, I'm sewer rich WCF, baby, I do this game Ya'll BLACK, PULL UP Put your hands on your knees and pin your up Get your back and back out through the hum Put your hands on your knees and pin your up Get your back and back out through the hum Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map Beat your own school gangsta, Mac like the 80's Act like Sita and act like Baby, yeah You play with me, I react like the Navy You better get the army, you gon' need them for me, yeah In your head is a bleepin' target You don't want me to see you with my peakin' tummies Whizzle fizzle, I keep in New Orleans Sleepin' with women that sleep with the hornets, yeah A country boy is somethin' foreign Bought a hundred thousand more than what you're in You're not bouted, you freeze up like popsicles Pop up on bicycles, pop y'all like spot pimples, yeah Whizzle fizzle, original, hot fizzles Still Lil Wayne, but the dividends not little, yeah Don't be surprised how the crown feel I get down, I get down with them, I get with them Put your hands on your knees and bend your arm Get your back in, back out, do the hum Put your hands on your knees and bend your arm Get your back in, back out, do the hum Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map Booty, I bring it back to the bottom of the map The best rapper alive Since the best rapper retired Best rapper alive Since the best rapper retired *