My name Wayne and I came to party 

my watch an Icee and my chain a Frostee 

Them bitches like me, but they mayne's is salty 

I aint on strike three, but his brains'll cost me See I'ma chill 

like waitin for the doctor I'm awaitin for the proper head doctor hey 

I need a check up, and mami tellin me her man need to step up 

I'm like, say no more cuzz there's the door 

and my niggaz like "I ain't tryin' hate on yours 

I'm like boy I don't save no whore, oh no 

I'm too small to go against the cold 

So I grab me a freak and be like, "let's roll" 

Cause after the afterparty is the muhfuckin bachelor party 

that's what's up, master suite master me 

and we be "ungh" all night like Master P yeah 



My name Wayne and I came from money 

I gotta pretty bitch wit me, but her brains is ugly 

Got a city bitch wit me, but her brains is country 

Yeah a silly bitch wit me, man her brains is dummy 

Be smart I'll take the brains of dummies 

that desert eagle new, workout plan, brain then tummy 

I ain't got no umbrella and it's rainin' money 

I'm dumb better than these lames that's stuntin 

I run better like, Corey Dillion for the New England Pats 

They like, no he didn't get that new Bentley black and white 

Sure he did, no kiddin', know he kitted it 

Know he told the dealer make sure there's no equivalent 

So that makes this a one of one 

That means none before it, none to come 

Young money but the money aint young neither's the night 

what are you drinkin' make it a double you in trouble OH 



My name wayne and I came to rock 

I come a long way from turnin' cocaine to rock 

and like the song say get, getcha ass on up 

but her thong say pull me down or to the side 

and I go and say, sweetie can you open up your walkway 

bet I run up and down your hallway all day shit 

ain't nothin like a hard day menage 

I call it three the hard way, Ohhh 

Hollygrove hard case, Scarface all face 

very similar to my pa face, I'm particular bout my court case 

I ride fly, look out the window you saw space 

I ride high, my interior tye die, I'm so superior 

You lookin' at Cash Money's interior you hearin' me 

Birdman, J-R a period, holla at a nigga when you're serious shit