I'm A Beast

[Lil Wayne] Rapping is my hobby, my house has a lobby My bitches act snobby, because I feed them thousands I know that didn't rhyme but I'm only being honest You can't pay me in cash now I'm only seeing commas I swear I got on Saks 5th boxers right now I'm trynna milk the game as if the game was a cow I had an Eddie Bauer Expedition seven years ago My grandma used to tell me that she swear I been here before I used to wear braids like Jason's Lyric, whoa Spent a bundle on the cross because I'm spiritual And I can never pass a physical, I stay high High as the voice of Akon And make mine a straight with no chase Hold the ice, I got enough on anyway And when they see the boy, they hyperventilate I got 'em running after me like I'm about to win a race [Hook] Cause I'm a beast, I'm a dog Bitch I'm a beast, ho I'm a dog Yeah you know that I'm a beast, I'm a dog I'm a beast, ho I'm a dog You know that [Lil Wayne] No, never entertain the suckers with the hating bidness (Nah he never did that) I'm on a yacht playing table tennis Expensive linin, women sinning Adultery - compulsively I'm an arsonist on the beat, blaze fire The door close to the booth, I feel like a caged lion Yeah let me loose, now let me get 'em Cause I ain't going back and fourth like badminton No I will never drop the ball like bad mitten And I ain't being conceited, I'm just admitting I flow cocky, got hand rhythm I got this bitch on lock like San Quentin I'm tough daddy, what's popping gangster? I'm trynna keep my pockets fat like opera singers So sharp, if you touch me I'll chop your fingers I'm on top of the game like helicopter angles I see you niggas, I hope you having fun I hope you have a gun, this shit is crazy It's little Baby, I'm here to take it And it's looking vacant [Hook - x2] [Lil Wayne] Ok, now I'mma go off on 'em, at first I was going soft on 'em But now it's time to go hard, busting, banging Bogard Take a shit in yo' yard, take a piss on yo' broad Make a list of yo' boys, and go and murder them all, huh Life is short, yeah a midget told me that And I always thought I was fly like I had a pigeon on my back But I got decisions on my back, vision on my back So don't you try to run up on me, I got precision with that gat I don't rat-tat-tat-tat-tat, all I got to do is tat Bet I hit my tar-get, like a fucking dart mat My address is Cloud 9, seek and you shall find Weezy on da grind, I'm bout my Frankenstein You know me, yeah, from my Lincolns to my Franklins See I make that money stretch and connect like an anklet Keep the bitches running in and out my house like a banquet And I don't even speak their language, haha And if the bitch boyfriend get angry Then my niggas turn around and tell his whole click Fuck that nigga! Pussy ass nigga! Fuck that nigga! Yeah! [Hook - x2]