"Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
[Master P]
Check my status, then check my name
You want to win give me the ball, the last play of the game
Cause I'm a big time baller, shot caller
From Uptown, got a house and a quarter
You wanna fight me, then bite me
Stop tripping cause your baby mama like me
We roll Benzes, Beamers, Ferraris
Then we smoked out our band new parlay
I'm like Randy Moss, throw me a pass
I'm like Belvin Davis, bout to bust your ass
Call me Austin Powers, cause I leave you groovy
I ain't R. Kelly, don't make no movies
But I'll freak you, won't beat you
You buck then I'll be the preacher
We in it, we winning
They can't stop the New No Limit
[Chorus: Slay Sean - 2x]
You wanna be me, we off the heezy
Catch me on the block, black V-Tweezy
You see the rims spinning, yeah we still winning
Who we be, the New No Limit
[Slay Sean]
Fresh out the hood daddy, look at the wood daddy
You see the neck you see the wrist, that's mad karats
Dog I'm past average, my lifestyle's lavish
Ya'll can keep the hood, I'm bout to jump it off in Paris
I got a lot of habits, love stacking cabbage
You ain't no where near my level son, don't get embarrassed
We push the hottest whips, we on that baller shit
We cop our jewels like rat, give me all of this
Bout that foolishness, bitch like a Jewish kid
I'm that dude in the club, with the bluest wrist
My whole crew is thick, you can not fool with this
I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it
[Chorus - 2x]
[Young Blaze]
Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in the mix
You could catch me in a six lil one, still in the bricks
In that 5-0-4 flip it, drop the O
And you left with that four-fifth, cocked at your do'
I'm country so I talk slow, walk even slower
Sip henny in a pickle jar, chickens in a Rover
Yes sir, got Seawoodson's on the truck grinning
LYou never try me
Always stood right by me
Make living lively
Highly spoken of
My only love
The only one,you're my wifey
Make my life complete,sweet
But you know when to flip it street
Freak but only when it comes to me
see thats why you're my wifey
Guess I should have known
Cause you had my mind blown ,oh,oh
Full of junk at the club on bump like what
I had to have you babe
Saw you outside, passenger side
Cause I let my bestfriend drive
You was in line
Thats when you caught my eye's girl
You were so beautiful girl
It was so critical girl
You looked so crucial girl
Something about you is everything
You are mine
Chorus
You know you're sexy too
I like your attitude
I ain't even mad at you
Girl you're still my boo
Either braids or weave
Skirt or jeans you're still my queen
Babygirl go do you're thing
I'm so glad your on my team
You are so beautiful girl (so beautiful)
It is so critical girl (so critical)
You looked so crucial girl
Something about you is everything
You are mine
Chorus
Someone I can spend my life with
Leave the keys to the Benz
Wait in bed with some jims
You're someone i feel alright with
Someone to have my kids
Someone I can depend
(something bout my wifey
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah,yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah)
Chorus
Skinny designer fit real jiggy
Ain't fraid to hump with me
When we get busy
Ride out I licky-licky
Till I get dizzy
Toes done,fresh scent
I think it's sizzly
Oh someone who was down with me
Used to struggle
Now I both count the g's with me
Pop the champagne
Lets take a sippy-sippy
Describe you I try to
You're my wifey
Will you be my wifey?
(yes I'll be your wifey)
Oh say you'll be my wifey girl
(Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah)
Will you be my wifey?
(Yes I'll be your wifey)
Oh say you'll be my wifey