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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Birdman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Wayne
Composer
Jermaine Preyan
Composer
Bryan Christopher Williams
Composer
D. Carter
Composer
Rondell Cobbs II
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rondell "Mr. Beatz" Cobbs
Producer
Alex Graupera
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Joshua Berkman
Mixing Engineer
Mike Makowski
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Always strapped when I hit the club
Give me daps, give me hugs
And since I'm paid, be mugging me
You know I'm mugging back
Be mugging me, you know I'm mugging back
Yes sir, check me out, look
Twenty-six inches, **** sitting crooked
Old school Chevy, faster than a silver bullet
Strawberry paint, seats vanilla pudding
Two **** gonna eat each other ****
Top chopped, sent the car to the barber shop
My driveway looks something like a parking lot
I'm so unorthodox, I got your **** riding my **** with no shocks
Bounce, bounce, bounce
I'm the hottest ****, jumping out the coffee pot
Man, I'm just trying to get my spot like a polka dot
Little **** make my eyes and my shoulders drop
Little syrup and I could make a soda pop
Keep talking and I could make my soldiers ****
Real ***** with me, riding till the motor stop
I got this **** straight out a sopa op
I got a couple like the coke top, okay?
Always strapped when I hit the club
Give me daps, give me hugs
And since I'm paid, be mugging me
You now I'm mugging back
Be mugging me, you know I'm always **** when I hit the club
Give me daps, give me hugs
And since I'm paid, be loving me
They know i love them back
Be loving me, they know I love them back
I'm Mack Maine, aye
Hey, to the man with a gun with some pop trunk
I **** over you, like I'm sexing on the top bunk
I make a lot of noise, boy, like a cop car
The whip got the **** out like a pop bra
And you ain't gotta ask your girl, you knew she knew me
From ringtones, she sing my songs at the karaoke
She call me baby all day, like I'm Brian Willams
The new hip-hop landlord, I'm about to buy the building
And I'm evicting all you cats that only spill an ounce
And like a stripper, **** you better bounce, diggity-bounce, bounce, bounce
Always strapped when I hit the club
Give me daps, give me hugs
And since I'm paid, be mugging me
You know I'm mugging back
Be mugging me, you know I'm always **** when I hit the club
Give me daps, give me hugs
And since I'm paid, be loving me
They know I love them back
Be loving me, they know I love them back
Yeah shorty, the last M.O.B. flying a Bugati with a tool on the seat
Put the K in the car while we riding
Put the chop on the **** in the driveway
Bet the house on the young and then we got paid
Triple colors on the bikes and the new Mercedes
Busting keys on the acg, how we got paid
From I-10's riding hot to an open bay
Uptown made man, not the hard way
Crab in the bucket, fifty shots **** make a way
I got that new, shorty, like father, like son
Ball till you're false, stunting with them paper plates
Drawing hundreds that these **** while eating steaks
We in the club, popping bottles like every day
We grind for the shine, getting big money
Got a fleet toss them chicken, get cake
I'm on an island with this power like Scarface
I'm in an Impala, drop top junkie
Iceman, Birdman, rocking red monkeys
Already ****, neighborhood superstar
And we gonna ball till we fall
Always strapped when I hit the club
Give me daps, give me hugs
And since I'm paid, be mugging me
You know I'm mugging back
Be mugging me, you know I'm always **** when I hit the club
Give me daps, give me hugs
And since I'm paid, be loving me
They know I love them back
Be loving me, they know I love them back
All the time, got mine
You understand me?
One-hundred
Written by: Bryan Christopher Williams, D. Carter, Rondell Cobbs II