DJ DRAMA & LIL WAYNE - Get Bizzy lyrics

rate me

Weezy F bitch, I'm tired of ya'll hatin

I kno ya head hurtin, u Tylenal takin mothafuckaz I'm the man

Jus ask ya ol lady, like a true gentleman, I'm after yo lady

I'm a massacre waitin to happen fuck all this rappin boy

I'll get the cap and leave u with holes like a napkin mane

He gon need a napkin, no a band aid, no a damn grave

I am Rampage Jackson on a rampage step in my cage

Picture on my page, print it in a best book

Come up out my left pocket with a left hook

Mama said knock ya out, money made me block ya out

I got da game on lock, and I lock ya out

My jewelry singin like a opera house

I bought dat drop top phantom of the opera out

Get silly that's stupid man

Neva save a hoe she betta ask Soulja Boy to superman

U can bet when I say Polo down from head to feet

Polo horses on my sheets, I get dat from Pimp C

Tall cup of DJ Screw, sittin on a pint of Big Moe

Sharper than a tac hoe, u can keep the tic toe

Yea, red scarf on my neck, red diamonds lookin like red barf on my neck uhh

Tell my beasts, nigga soo woo, cause I b with more Bs than Juju

Big bro, I'm a big dog, and ion mean fleas when I say I'm ticked off

Nigga ion never scratch, and if she trow dat pussy, big dog fetch

Paper soldiers on sum sketch dat shit

I'm a draw dat pistol make yo chest a tablet

You are jus a tad bit and I'm a whole lot

Young Money motherfucka but the money so not