's' On My Chest

[Chorus:]

I walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

I walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest [yeah]

That b that cash money piece cold restin the dead

(If stunna say the n*gga dead then the n*gga dead)...

(If stunna say the n*gga dead then the n*gga dead)...



[Birdman:]

(If younin say the n*gga dead then the n*gga dead)

(If younin say the n*gga dead then the n*gga dead)

I'm in this b*tchhhh



[Lil Wayne:]

Reporting live from kims coner star

Hollygrove 17 conivour

Ridin thru the city in a tonka toy...

I got old money, coulda bought a dinosaur

Huh only ride Chevy, never drive a ford

And my coupe doors open like plaza doors

Yep, red thick women (uh) eyes adore,

I'm a whore, u know that I'm a whore

Yep, cash money, cash money monsta boys, mafia b*tch, even cops a boy,

When you say you want beef, then I got yah boy,

I'll just let the big mac whopp ya boy

See my dreads hanging like a like a roska boy, my rosta an I...

LL turn into mufasa boy

We run up in ya casa boy, and blast off like nasa boy, [uhh]



I walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest (uh)

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

It b that cash money piece cold restin the dead

Cash money

Cash-cash-cash money

Cash money

Cash-cash-cash money

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

It b that cash money piece cold restin the dead



[Birdman:]

Yeah,

Cash money is an army n*gga, yuh better kno it's gravy

If you ever f*ck with youngin, or if you ever f*ck with baby

Sh*t goin b crazy, n*gga doin it like the 80's,

Buncha young n*ggas poppin off n they sprayin,

Up in the early we thank yah for the sunshine

Got to get my bling on, reach for my chrome 9,

Kiss momma cause we goin out n gettin mines,

Next n*gga in line 17 on the grind,

Shoe first, n*gga not seein mines,

Big purses million dollar headlines,

5 drops, og the last big time,

Lord to the game, n*gga till it's my time,

Like father like son this n*gga this time,

Jr got the fame and the game mastermind,

2oo on the dash, n*gga watch me mash,

Doin dougnuts in my h0od gettin papper bags...



I walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

It b that cash money piece cold restin the dead

Cash money

Cash-cash-cash money

It b that cash money

Cash-cash-cash money

It b that cash money piece cold restin the dead

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

(If stunna say the n*gga dead then the n*gga dead)...

(If stunna say the n*gga dead then the n*gga dead)...



[Birdman:]

Livin is red, that how we play it,

An up town sr. Be blood till I'm dead,

That's what I said, I put some change in yah head,

If you ever cross the line n*gga's nuttin but bread,

50 shots from high, n*gga we won't stop,

From puttin candy on the slabs,

N*gga stirrin the pots, put the hammer on the jammer,

N*gga pull it n pops, put the rubber on the bands

N*gga 'stackin means knots



[Lil Wayne:]

B*tch I'm a boss

B*tch I'm a boss

Bury me like my father on the cross

And carry 19 I shall over a cross,

Shawty got that game on lock like a vault,

Weezy baby kyan pepper, no salt,

Windows down on the hulk in the winter it's yo fault, huh

I don't jump on the track, I pull forward,

I got that 'S' on my chest I'm supposed to follow...



[Chorus:]

I walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

I walk-walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

That b that cash money piece cold restin the dead



It b that cash money ca-ca-cash money.

It b that cash money ca-ca-cash money.

Cash money ca-ca-cash money.

I walk around like I gotta 'S' on my chest

It b that cash money piece cold restin the dead...