[Verse 1]

Wezzy bad
Nah really I’m good
Sound like a t-rex live under my hood
Batalluta tec live under my seat
But you in the ground, now you live under my feet
All white bamers on the front of my teeth
And you better put the o in front of my g
The bullshit they talkin doesn’t come to my knee
I’m like a line backer don’t run it by me
My to best friends will accompany me
And rite noe they are in my dugery sleep
One named Mack, one named Rena
The hit you make you do the Macarena
Where ya tool?
You gon’ need it like a muthafucka
And I am so New Orleans like a muthafuka
It’s yung money
And we eatin get your own suppa
Make me go off in the trunk
Get that bone crusher

[Chorus]

Text ak’s
I leave the scene ugly
Just had faze
Arm, legs, stomach
I never been afraid, I aint scared of nothin
Kuz I got my thang, my thang, my thang
And that bitch go
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! (boom)
Boom!
Boom!
You here them guns like
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! (boom)
Boom!
Boom!

[Verse 2]

Yea
They like the way I ball, they call me hot sauce
They know I keep that toaster you can be my poptart
I neva had height, but boy I got heart
And I aint gotta speak
I just let my car talk
I got more clips then any movie you saw
I pull up on you like I need some grey poo par
Hardhat?
No
But I got the 2 on
And you should be my paper if ever the tools drawn
Yea
Flow retarded
When I spit I get my drool on
I don’t rap
I just shit like a new bomb
I don’t write I just spit like a too gone
So tell them hatas cut ot out like a coupon
How come that chopper sound like a new bomb
Little nigga gotta hold that bitch with 2 arms
I got that heat
The fire and the lukewarm
I’m on ya heals like a shoe horn

[Chorus]

(feat. Mack Maine)

Look, rockwilder on the beat
1,7 in ya face, mack maine u my nigga, cash money wassup
Check me out

[Verse:]
Young money mu’tha f**ka where the cash at
I put numbas on ya head like a class hat
See i dun been through everything like a lab rat
Can u swim cuz u sleepin where the crabs at
I stand before u bitch niggas with the 5th cocked
Boom boom!!!!
U can hear a pen drop
Bullet proof vest cannot defend tops
Wanna walk n my shoes u need 10 socks
But these niggas is actors like rick foxx
Stick 2 the script or f**k around and get written out
We in this mu’tha f**ka throwin up the sets
G4 boys
Throw em off the jet

[Chorus x2: Lil Wayne]
And me and mack is just 2 niggas from the same hood
Fell from the same tree
Cut from the same wool see im the young lion
And he the young bull
Welcome 2 the zoo
U are in the zoo

[Mack Maine:]
Warning
Mack on the dollar hunt
Im feelin real slick bitch i got my collars up
Spread the word boi i keep the kush bottled up
40 cal pal u can get hollowed up
If u aint talkin money hommie then dats cheap cheddar
Im pissin on the game feelin like i gotta weak bladder
N yall fallin off u climbin up a weak ladder
N im 2 high 2 try 2 reach ya son
I rock shows everyday wit ms. cita’s son
Then im uptown baby like im peeta gunz
I lost tyreek 2 the lord i speak

I got game i’ll have a vegie tryna eat my meat

[Chorus x2: Mack Maine]
Me n tune is just 2 niggas from the same hood
Fell from the same tree
Cut from the same wool he the young lion
And im the young bull
Welcome 2 the zoo nigga
Welcome 2 the zoo

[Lil Wayne & Mack Maine]
Now bring it back to hollygrove yea hollygrove
A well part had work by the sliding boards
A well part get u murked by the sliding boards
17th ward animals and dinosaurs
Tyrannosaurus rex test me its m.o.b till a mortition dress me
And thats deep get run up on eagle street
Bail fast in monroe be right at ya front door
Knock, knock, hello there goes several fellows
With clips to the elbows hellrose
And tell them niggas we was hustlin till hell froze
Hollygrove ain’t no muthaf**kin melrose
Hollywood ain’t no muthaf**kin hollygrove
They could find yo ass monday in yo friday clothes
Or they could find yo ass part dead on father’s day
Hollygrove usa remain in carter state

[Chorus x1: Mack Maine]
And me and carter are just 2 niggas from the same hood
Fell from the same tree
Cut from the same wool
He just a young lion and i’m a young bull
Welcome 2 the zoo nigga you are in the zoo

[Chorus x1: Lil Wayne]
And me and maineis just 2 niggas from the same hood
Fell from the same tree
Cut from the same wool
See i’m a young lion and he the young bull
Welcome to the zoo u are in the zoo

[Lil' Wayne]
Aw aw
Aw aw!
Aw aw!!
Peep me out, look!
Head bustin’, black fatigues
So blunted, 400 degreez, it’s sweet
Nigga, respect me
When you see tha left hand buggin’, nigga, respect it
But if you see tha left hand bustin’, nigga, your disrespectin’
Took one to tha chest, I never die, I’m tha same brotha
Jump out and shoot K’s, let ‘em fly, I’m tha same brotha
It’s a must they recognize that I’m untamed, brotha
Disconnect a boy like a damn change number
Uhhh, hang up and try again
I kill ya, wake ya up, and make you die again
Spark it up, and make a nigga block fry again
Go ta jail, and do life, not five ta ten
Me, Lil’ Mario, and Toolie, that’s my man, fam
My niggas don’t give a Jean-Claude VanDamme
About’chu, ’cause we don’t play around
Bring tha K around, spray tha town, take tha ground
Take tha ground that you walk on
Tap tha phones that you talk on
Jam ya up and take your arms off
I hit you twice with tha sawed-off
And your nigga just watch your head fall off… fall off
You think ya love me, I shoot anybody that look suspicious (what)
I bust tha three-six until tha damn drum bust (what)
I hit tha hood, (I hit tha hood) be up in all black, (be in all black)
Numb-nut
I run up in your house with a tommy gun, what
I’m standin’ there like all mine
Run through your click like a weak defensive line
Doggy fresh

You want war, nigga, let’s beef… beef
We can do it how ya want, or take it to tha streets… streets
I’ll be dressed in camouflage, Ree’s on my feet
Through your air (through your air) leave ya burnin’ like heat
What ya.. know, I’m tha one from tha T.C.
Chopper shooter, block bruiser, I’ll bet any G (any G)
On fire, nigga, label, that’s a HB
And if I can’t kill you.. killin’ your family (family)
Think it’s a game, ‘rilla, test my nuts, you’ll see
How fast I send shots through your 6V (6V)
Heads bust if ya really think it’s CMB
And I know you all know about Slim and B
We get our ball on, nigga, drink Cristy
Me and Buck get head from meekos in Tennessee
Betta ask somebody, nigga, I been a G
And the Baby still servin’ niggas for ten a key… nigga

[Lil' Wayne]
Aw, aw, aw, look
Call me big baller, Big Tymer, big pockets
Call me big stunter, big stick, or big body
Call me that lil’ nigga with tha Role… fulla diamonds
Call me tha number one Hot Boy on fire
Fire, when you shoot outta town, then I’ma holler
With a crate of Crystile, couple of blunts, and a condom
Let him know if (let him know if) he down bad, that ain’t my problem
Ler him know if he come at me bad, then I’ma chop him
Ch-uh.. chop him
Put tha flame to him
All of a sudden tha thing hits straight through him
‘Cause I’m tha same nigga, pimper boy, Lil’ Wayne
Thugged out, pants fall to my shoe strings
But since I use ta be.. doin’ tha best at thangs
That mean I gotta wear a vest that day
I really think them niggas jealous… of tha sparkle in my necklace
He ain’t ready.. he ain’t ready