Look at Me

[Hook]<br>Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me)<br>I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me)<br>Cop them 28-inch Birdman`s (Check out me)<br>Y`all dudes money too young<br>Bright thing on my hand saying (Look at me)<br>I got your girl doing a handstand (Look at me)<br>Cop them 28-inch Birdman`s (Check out me)<br>Big thighs with brown-eyes<br><br>[Verse 1]<br>It`s Lil Weezy for real<br>Only Cash Money Hot Boy that stood still<br>I got a good deal<br>I`m from a trill hood<br>I smoke real good<br>Slide on them skinnies in the bike with an ill hood<br>Pipes, rally stripes and fog lights<br>T-shirt white, three stripes with all ice<br>What that boy name<br>Birdman Jr., huh<br>Four was mild but five is so wild<br>I can smoke a green mile<br>Got a chrome need a Rolls shined up for you baby<br>Bling-blow, I rock a throwback Jordan 23<br>Rolling on hot 23`s<br>Tote a big glock 23<br>You`re looking at the seventeen ward of New Orleans<br>My block living me<br>I want you to look hard at some easy money<br>Stop playing this is Weezy company<br>Uh-huh<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>I`m the son of Cash Money<br>The fodd of the squad<br>And Baby bout to buy me a house in the sky<br>Cuz I`m so fly<br>When my feet touch the ground sometimes I gotta ask myself why<br>Coupe kinda wide but I move sorta quick<br>Looking for my roof where it went<br>Mink on the floor big shoes on the bed<br>Windows are the tint more wood than a bench<br>Working in the hood more green than the Grinch<br>Please don`t play cuz I`m connected like Sprint<br>Ladies on the tray popping up the back-end<br>Peppermint leather with a feather in my brim<br>It`s Lil Weezy<br>Sucking on my wrist real breezy<br>And this is what I say when you see me<br>Look, and leave your broad at home she get took<br>Cuz I`m a player hold the game by the book<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[Verse 3]<br>Some call me Weezy<br>But hoes holla look at Lil Wayne<br>In that booger-green lay like should`ve been Mace<br>Sweet, do speak when I should`ve put trays<br>Forget it I`ma slam it on bubba-bubba-blaze<br>So move over what you say shortie<br>We could do rent pussy<br>Normally I wouldn`t but beating through the Texas<br>And beating went to the A<br>Eat with Jazze Pha<br>But yeah I`m on my way<br>Cuz I know he got that hay<br>Hey little mami<br>You a ghetto fire tin<br>You come to my post on the island<br>Come on that chronic<br>He-he empty vodka bottles<br>I be high he be drunk that my roll model<br>I rolls by you with my seat reclining<br>When I stop rims don`t keep spinning they keep shining<br>Money don`t stop keep spinning and keep grinding<br>Cash Money what you hollering, huh<br><br>[Hook]