Won’t f*ck With Me lyrics

[Intro]
Somebody call the slick police
Capitol W (Drought, drought, drought)
Weezy Baby
This is the Carter man (Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay)
Brim low, all I can see is the flo', now let's go!
Raj ya bangin 'em in the.. Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the..
Raj I say ya bangin 'em in the head wit this one cut!
Weezy, Weezy, say guard your face b*tch (Guard your f*cking face)
Weezy say guard ya neck b*tch (Guard your f*cking neck)
Weezy Baby, this is the Carter (the drought!)

[Verse 1]
I move it from a eighth to a slab, from a slab to a quarter (Ay, ay, ay, ay)
From a quarter to a half, from a half to a hard one (Ay, ay, ay)
You do the math, it's a horror
While I be on the ave gettin' off one nineteen for a soft one
Bricks I loft 'em catch him he hot
If I catch you without my scratch I'm stretchin ya out
If you catch me without the burner, burn me (burn me)
I beg of you shoot off the leg of you and kick ya in the ass (b*tch!)
I'm dyin' of doom I say I'm sick with cash
These eyes are real see straight through ya liquid ass
You see me straight through the glass house picnic wagon
You could see it by my b*tch face, she thick with ass (That's tight)
Get slick slick I click-click-blast on ya b*tch ass
Squad up sh*t click or smash on ya b*tch ass (What's up, lil n*gga, yeah yeah)
Smash on ya b*tch ass
Now pick the grass up out ya ass and the caps out ya cap Aye! (I'll smash, I'll smash, I'll smash you n*ggas)
[Chorus]
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (Huh, yeah, who wanna f*ck with me?)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (I'll push a dumb one at your pus*y ass n*gga)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, I got the blazer for 'em (Who gon' f*ck with me?)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, do you wanna f*ck wit me, naw! (Throw your hands up, n*gga)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (Ain't no n*gga in this world, bet)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (tell 'em holla at me)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, I got the blazer for 'em (Yeah)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, do you wanna f*ck wit me, naw! (I ain't got nothin' but time)

[Verse 2]
Hustle boy sell a nick to ya mom I'll sell a brick out ya house
I'll sell a brick to a house n*gga
I'll send a clip to ya mouth back of the gun to ya nose (I'm that bad)
Front of the gun to ya clothes I let it rip and I bounce (Yeah)
Lights off young Teddy Pender is out (Yeah)
Mask on scare the f*ck out ya but ya ass grown (Man)
I wasn't born with no silver spoon (Man)
But I can heat it in a spoon and pitch it in a balloon (Raw tune)
Tomb sittin in ya room sing for me
But if ya don't gimmie no tune the semi go boom (Boom)
But if ya dont hear me doe fool the semi go boom
I'm try to make moves but they gimmie no room
I takes my space I blaze the haze take ya babe to space
She gimmie major face, I sung "Amazing Grace" (Uh)
I was once lost but now I'm found
Full of them pounds is how I'm found, aye! (But let's go!)
[Chorus]
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (Who gon' f*ck wit' your boy?)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (This is Da Drought, n*gga!)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, I got the blazer for 'em (I mean after this, you n*ggas ain't goin' near me on the mic till' February 2004)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, do you wanna f*ck wit me, naw!
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (Remember that)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (You BS, fat XL, but you get it)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, I got the blazer for 'em
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, do you wanna f*ck wit me, naw! (You gotta ride that long ass stretch for more than the trenches, you gon' get it, let's go!)

[Bridge]
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in the head, whoa! (b*tch!)
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in the face, whoa! (Code!)
Oh! Oh! Bang 'em in the neck, whoa!
Brim low, all I can see is the flo', now let's go!

[Verse 3]
I know how to cook so I buy it soft (buy it soft)
I also sell it soft depending the cost (yeah)
You know thats shells they toss defending they boss
They wipes 'em well across ya dentures like floss
You know I smell ya talk and I swear I knows bullsh*t and pus*y near or far
Ya'll n*ggas better gear up for the comin of the boy
From a young'n to a boy to young boy boy (Who? Yeah!)
I dump toys boy at ya punk boy toys
Take the pump out the trunk, take a chunk out a chump
Baby, what have I done, I've created a monster
Weezy Baby a gangster no wankster
Hell naw I smell ya'll
Didn't know Jam Master well but I rocks with my shells on
And the block still a hell zone
Get a helmet for you and ya gal's dome I suggest! Aye! (Hahaha)
[Chorus]
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (Yeah!)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (I'm right here, man)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, I got the blazer for 'em (I'm right f*ckin' here)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, do you wanna f*ck wit me, naw! (I just bought a stiffer, with a black top jaguar, XKR)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (In case you need to know where the f*ck I'm at)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, tell 'em I'm waitin for 'em (And they say you easy to spot in them saw top)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, I got the blazer for 'em (I got a saw f*ckin' top, go burn a fo', n*gga)
Who wanna f*ck wit' me, do you wanna f*ck wit me, naw! (f*ck with me, I'll murder you, n*gga)

[Outro]
Bang 'em in da head whoa! (Holla at ya, boy)
Bang 'em in da face whoa! (You n*ggas is peasants, I ain't never even heard of you, n*gga)
Bang 'em in da neck whoa! (And switch your f*ckin' belt, this is Da Drought, man)
Brim low, all I can see is the flo', now let's go (And I still got the grey cheap hat)
Bang 'em in da head whoa! ('Bout to paint it on me)
Bang 'em in da face whoa! (You n*ggas thought I was tryna hide)
Bang 'em in da neck whoa! (The motherf*ckers stole the 24, so I'm ridin' back)
Brim low, all I can see is ya ho, now let's go (But I'm 'bout the cops at 26, same matching colour of the truck
In case you n*ggas thinkin' I was tryna hide, know what I'm talkin' bout?
Still got the red, white and blue jaguar, know what I'm talkin' bout?
Case you n*ggas thought I was tryna hide
Still got the Bentley, 'bout to trade it in for a Bentley GT Coupe
I don't know the colour just yet
But when I find out, I'll let you motherf*ckers know
In case you thought I was tryna hide
Who the f*ck wanna f*ck with me? I'm right here, man
Wizzle)