I Don't Like The Look

I Don't Like The Look (WillyWonka) - Gudda Gudda ft. Lil Wayne

Wait for Wayne (:

"uhh, Goons on deck

Mally dont shoot em'

Silence on the gun

Watch a nigga mute em'

The coach in the booth

Call me Jon Gruden

School these niggas, they all my students

All jokes aside, I ain't playin' wit ya

The weed broke down like a transmission

The choppa spin him round, like a ballerina

Bitch I'm still spittin like I ate a Jalapeño

Im from uptown, my b-tch from Argentina

My pockets on fat like Joey Cartagena (Fat Joe)

Stunt so hard, it's all yall fault

And when it come to beef give me A1 Sauce

I ain't worryin bout shit, everything paid out

You could catch me courtside in Dwayne Wade's house

Wit a high yellow thick bitch wit her legs out

Cash Money president but we in a red house

Who the fuck want it? Make my fuckin' day

I blow your candles out, Now nigga cut that cake

I gotta eat bitches, like a run-away

Yall niggas aint eatin, stomach ache

Ok, all these bitches, and niggas still hatin

I used to be ballin', but now I'm Bill Gate'n

Fuckin with my iPhone, bumpin Illmatic

I'm on the road to riches, there's just a lil traffic

Hair still plaited, Thuggin is a habbit

Keep my guitar, hip-hop Lenny Kravitz

Bunch of bad bitches and I fuck like rabbits

Dope dope Weezy, ya girlfriend an addict, uhh"