Weight A Minute (Album Version Explicit)

Lyrics

Shawnna, TrackBoyz, Def Jam You know I keep it Dickie down get it to my toe And when you see me reachin' fa that itchy hit da flo' It me and all my girls and they got us at the door That queen kickin' in do this nigga really know We push 'em to da side and we make it through the club They try to show me love, erebody want a hug And now they tryin' to hit me wit the bottles of the bub But I be rollin' sticky shawty hit me wit da dub And now I got my hands up feelin' real tight We pourin' out the Cognac buckin' where the light The DJ shout me out and now they want me on the mic Before I hit the stage I see some niggaz finna fight And now they on they monkey bone missin' in my flow But yo I know you heard about the niggaz from the go Roll up anotha be I see 'em slick its on the low Here come security they tryin' to kick us out the door. Oh [Chorus] Tryin' to find out where the party at Got a couple of them stacks finna mix it wit the Coniac Weight a minute, weight a minute Weight a minute, weight a minute I'm at the club where the V.I.P Stupid niggaz at the door tryin' to say they want to see I.D Weight a minute, weight a minute Weight a minute, weight a minute I'm big balla but I don't drink champagne White mink to da flo' color cocaine Gator boots and the belt wit the low frame Candy coated Monte Carlo wit the upgrain Weight a minute now they want to see a bitch ball I'm iced out from my tittie to my tip toe We at the bar finna but the whole thang out And if somebody want to start we can bang out I let my chain swang down to my waistline I won't dance we just move the baseline And tell a nigga weight a minute 'fore I take mine 'Fore we do you like a victim of a hate crime Its DTP I know you seen me in the video If I ain't rappin' then I'm scratchin' off a serial I'm bout to get this thang crackin' out the sterio You want a bitch to make it happen nigga here it go Weight a minute uh [Chorus] You get posted up in the club wit a white tee A hood nigga keep a fitted and some Nikes You know the steez want to pull a bitch like me And take me home try to turn we into wifey But I ain't wit it gotta show a nigga who I be You bought a bottle for the crew, we buyin' two or three Just tryin' to show you how we do the thang usually I holla to my nigga Weezy Wee and Deucie D Now let my bitches in the club 'fore we shut it down And matter fact g where I'm from they don't come around And now they got me on Bicardi and the butta brown And everybody in the party want to run around But I ain't trippin' park the Chevy half a mile away I hit up Tone told her meet me down on Calloway She got the kind, she got the Remy and the Alize My head spinnin' still bendin' what I'm tryin' to say Weight a minute [Chorus] Now these niggaz always tryin' to fuck Steady grabbin' on my butt some think it no but I ain't a slut Weight a minute, weight a minute Weight a minute, weight a minute Now I think I had too many to drink You tryin' to get me but you can't, check yaself or get ya fitted yanked Weight a minute, weight a minute Weight a minute, weight a minute

ANTHONY JOE KENT, B. BOOKER, MARK A. WILLIAMS, RASHAWNNA GUY, T. LUSTER

Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.