Oh Yeah Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Young Mula 

Cash Money mafia 

(Yeah) 

Weed and syrup 

It's Weezy Baby 

(Who?) 

Strapped like the navy 

(What) 

Ridin' with a half a brick strapped to her baby 

(Okay) 

I be getting money, run a lap if you lazy 

(Yeah) 

Grand daddy purp got me trapped like mazes 

(Ow) 

Bunch of diamond chains lookin' like a bunch of lasers 

(Yeah) 

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Understand I'm sharper than a fuckin' hell raiser, 

(Raiser) 

Bad yellow bitch on my sidekick pager 

You know it's goin' down like down goes Frazier, ya dig? 

(A) 

Yes, and I be wit mid west chubby 

But I'm from the dirty 

Keep it dirty like I'm playin' rugby 

(Ha) 

Bitch ride me like a old school huffy 

(What?) 

Let me see you work your mouth like a fuckin' guppie 

(Go head) 

My leather softer than brand new pair of hush puppies 

My top will leave if I decide to hit the punch button 

(Hit it) 

It's Young Weezy, how could I ever quit stuntin'? 

Get mad, I'ma get money 

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You getting' money? Oh yeah 

You got them hundreds? Oh yeah 

You roll around witcha pockets all chubby? Oh yeah 

You stay fly? Oh yea, you that guy? Oh yeah 

You that dude, we can call for them pies? Oh yeah 

You getting' money? Oh yeah 

You got them hundreds? Oh yeah 

You roll around witcha pockets all chubby? Oh yeah 

You stay fly? Oh yeah, you that guy? Oh yeah 

You that dude, we can call for them pies? Oh yeah 

A Dipset, Skull Gang, ha, ha 

Juelz baby, they see me and start cheerin' 

Rock star like Santana Van Halen, yeah 

Burn 'em with the Nina 

Hot head, nickname fever 

Ya bitch, I Turner, turn her like Tina, ha, ha 

Booty in the air then I bump her like speakers 

Then I get right back to puffin' my reefer 

(A) 

Yes, yes, I'm coke supplyin' 

Best pitcher on the mound since Nolan Ryan 

(Ha) 

I got that cheap blow 

Heavyweight, I sell snow by the ski slope 

Come and get some 

And the cars got engines like speed boats 

Throw dough away like tickets to a free show 

(uh) 

You outside getting' re-poed 

(whoa) 

I'm bein' watched under the law, I'm Rico 

(A) 

And all the chicks come to me for wood like Home Depot 

I shine, you just a little star, you twinkle 

(Twinkle) 

We make it rain for real, y'all just sprinkle 

We shut down ya hydrant, aight then 

(A) 

You getting' money? Oh yeah 

You got them hundreds? Oh yeah 

You roll around witcha pockets all chubby? Oh yeah 

You stay fly? Oh yeah, you that guy? Oh yeah 

You that dude, we can call for them pies? Oh yeah