Best Rapper Alive (Album Version (Explicit))

Fuck with me? Thank you C'mon C'mon You know me man Alright O-V I got 'em boy Weezy baby C two Weezy baby You cant see me And I see you, Lawd I, I, I got 'em Bring the crowd and I'm loud and living color It is Weezy fuckin' baby got these rappers in my stomach (yummy) I'm takin' it I ain't askin' them for nothin' If you sell a million records we can battle for ya money I'd rather count a hundred thousand dollars on a Sunday Watch a football game and bet it all on one play Still stuntin' baby yes I'm still flossin' Latest car on the market with the top peeled off it Big wheels make it look a lil' bulky You look a lil' salty have ya-self a chill coffee Chill out, the girls is still out Even though I am a boss and got papers to fill out I'm busy I got people to reel in God I hope they snappin' at the end of my rod I hope I'm fishin' in the right pond And I hope you catch on to every line Who a I! The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh) Swagger right check, game tight And they goin', R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (who?) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh) Swagger right check, game tight And you should, be afraid, be very afraid The heart of New Orleans, thumpin' and beatin' Livin' and breathin', steallin' and feedin' Peelin' and leavin', killin' and greivin' Dearly departed, erased deleted No prints no plates, no face no trace Out of sight out of mind, no court no case Sell his chain, celebrate, block parties, second line, Zulu ball bar, S.S. fest, jazz fest, Mardi Gras Shotty bounce, body rock, now he dropped, No he got, family try, tell the feds, tell the cops Smell a rat, comin' back, to the house, to the spot Tap tap, knock knock, who is that? chicka pow! Trigger man, hoody man, tell the kids boogie man, "Pistol Pete", ammo-mammal, gun man, blum blam (ha ha) Damn semi you done fucked up Pussy ass niggas put ya nuts up Just call me! The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh) Swagger right check, game tight And they goin', R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (who?) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh) Swagger right check, game tight And you should, be afraid, be very afraid Fuck up with all these rookie M-C's? Whew! smell like a bunch of pussy to me (fuck em') Fuck em' good, fuck em' long, fuck em' hard, fuck who? fuck em' all (yea) Like that just like that, right back I'm on that money train and that mack will knock em' off track The Carter back, well protected from the warren Sapp The young heart attack, I spit that cardiac You cant see me baby boy you got that cataracts I'm right here, straight out ya hood just like an alley cat Since everyone's a king where the fuck ya palace at Me I got callus on my hand I can handle that Its no problem baby I so got em' Its just a victory lap baby I'm just joggin' Yeah, and I ain't even out of breath The motherfuckin best yet Sorry for cussin' Who! The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh) Swagger right check, game tight And they goin', R-E-S-P-E-C-T me (who?) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh, yup) The best rapper alive (huh) Swagger right check, game tight And you should, be afraid, be very afraid, yeah (The best rapper alive)