Uzi

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Get stank on 'em
Spill drinks on 'em
C'mon nigga
Get stank on 'em (get that money nigga)
Spill drinks on 'em
Say what
Get that money nigga
Get stank on 'em
Pour drinks on 'em
Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot
It's that pinky ring shit, the legend of masked kid
Shoot out the speakers when my guns get jurassic
Who am I? Superbad, dolemite classic
The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett
I handle my plastic, gunplay I mastered
No coke, dope mixed down with acid on record
Broken down and crafted in seconds
Lady's choice, the golden voice still peppered
Better, respect it, bitch believe
I pull rabbits out, tricks up my sleeves
I air out the showroom, the shit can breathe
Fix your weave, behold my expertise
I got my uzi back (you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back, what)
I got my uzi back (you dudes is wack, face it the Wu is back, what)