Hittas

[Sample: Lil Wayne & David Letterman] Is it true you performed with Willie Nelson at the Country Music Awards? I don't know, but I know I did perform at this bad ass bitch birthday party recently. She was crazy, stupid thick [Intro: Lil Wayne] Mack in here Pooh in here Scoob in here with me [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Tell them hoes get they mind right, tell them niggas back up Man, I heard the truth is hard to swallow, do you have cups? Used the rope to hang myself to tie a money bag up Tell ’em get they iron right before Iron-Man come Tell 'em bring my car around, tell 'em bitches lap up I’ma cut this music down, tell 'em put they APs up Tell 'em throw they pride out, roll the windows back up Money in the air, who said white men can't jump? Catch that nigga late night on the phone at a gas pump Let me get the phone and the car once it's gassed up AK-47 make a sittin' duck stand up I could let it blast, but I much rather have one Tell 'em bring my car around, tell 'em bitches lap up Then them hoes get passed down, then them hoes get passed up Sittin’ on this money to me feel like a cactus I’m stickin' to this shit, you would’ve been have hopped yo' ass up [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Tell 'em, I got hittas woadie (Hittas woadie) I got, yeah I got plenty woadie I got hittas woadie (Hittas woadie) I got, yeah I got plenty woadie (Plenty woadie) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne & Katie Couric] I got hittas woadie, yeah I got plenty woadie And they just wait for the word, this shit like Wheel of Fortune Goddamn, these snitches nosy, goddamn, these snitches nosy Nigga, I'm a ass with that semi; call me semicolon Yeah I got hittas woadie, yeah I got plenty woadie They kick the door and kill yo’ ass and leave the children snorin' I'm sippin' lean out a glass, make me feel important I made some green in the past and now it's good as golden Yeah, clearly, Lil Wayne answers to no one [Chorus: Lil Wayne] I got hittas woadie I got, yeah I got plenty woadie (Plenty woadie) I got hittas woadie (Hittas woadie) I got, yeah I got plenty woadie [Verse 3: Lil Wayne & Drake] I'm so lifted, I'm so lifted I wrote my will in hieroglyphics (In hieroglyphics) Weezy, where you been? The people miss you Crickets I got hittas and they not kidders, that's my niggas You got niggas but they not hittas, they got jitters They get hit up, I'm placin' figures on your niggas Takin' bidders, yo' bae, yo' niggas, don't make a difference I got shooters, on pharmaceuticals​, they armed and brutal Armed intruders, 'cause we don't doodle, we draw conclusions I got sprayers, all type of sprayers, we gon' need Google I got paper, on top of paper, we gon' need rulers I'm effective, been doin' numbers since Roman numerals Strong as sumo, we armed as usual, my hittas hungry Charleston Chew you, bazookas chew you, just like Bazookas Don't confuse 'em, we only hittas, y'all only humans Don't get hit up, woadie (Hit up, woadie, hit up, woadie) 'Cause I got hittas woadie [Outro: Jacida Carter] He's a very smart child. And I just said he was a genius, you know what I'm sayin'? Which I used to pray, and ask the Lord to send me one. You know, he did. He's so smart, I can't teach him nothin'. He's done been here before