[Intro]
I stay sharp!
(yeah mack diamond)
So sharp!
(that's me, I mean you kno my money grown but)
I stay sharp! (I pull up lookin like new money still)
So Sharp! (so crisp so fly hoppin outta the latest)
(whatever you kno what it is, lets go)
[Chorus]
I got the hottest cars,
I rock the flyest clothes,
I keep the baddest hoes,
They fresh from head to toe, sharp!
(You ain't no) Sharp!
(Hell ya) Sharp!
(You ain't no) Sharp!
(Hell ya) (x2)
[Verse 1]
Now check my pedigree,
My bloodline is pure'bred
My champagne is rose,
Cuz the color is more red.
My pockets like skin,
When I whip they swell up (money)
Those 26 inches,
Fill the wheel well up (fresh).
You can catch me in the winter,
With a mink on my shoulders.
I like everything big,
So my diamonds like boulders.
And yea I had every kinda roadster or rover
Cuz I love the fast lane,
Like a supercharged motor.
And I'm so damn hood,
Like gold datons on a regal
But in '09 I gotta dime,
On the back of a screamin eagle.
Big chicken hard make it hard spin it in the pot
And now it's millions every year,
Whether albums drop or not.
[Chorus]
I got the hottest cars,
I rock the flyest clothes,
I keep the baddest hoes,
They fresh from head to toe, sharp!
(You ain't no) Sharp!
(Hell ya) Sharp!
(You ain't no) Sharp!
(Hell ya) (x2)
[Verse 2]
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[Chorus]
I got the hottest cars,
I rock the flyest clothes,
I keep the baddest hoes,
They fresh from head to toe, sharp!
(You ain't no) Sharp!
(Hell ya) Sharp!
(You ain't no) Sharp!
(Hell ya) (x2)
[Verse 3]
[Lil' Wayne]
[Scratches Throat]
I pass up in it and be like what it do,
All red to my feet, but my diamonds clear blue.
Nuttin like the police in a porsche 911,
Stuntin up that stairway to heaven.
And I'm evidently not you
And nuttin like ya,
If I as a dog I wouldn't bite ya,
Nor I'm not beside ya.
Boy I'm way in front of ya,
You aint even see me.
Ya I'm way gone but,
You aint even leaving!
Drugs beating me up,
I'm fightin for my life.
And if you want that pussy beaten,
Then I'm mike tyson for tonight.
Suck me up and don't you bite,
I don't need mike tyson here tonight, [Laughs]
My blood type is like a knife,
Motha'fucka, I'm sharp!
[Chorus]
I got the hottest cars,
I rock the flyest clothes,
I keep the baddest hoes,
They fresh from head to toe, sharp!
(You ain't no) Sharp!
(Hell ya) Sharp!
(You ain't no) Sharp!
(Hell ya) (x2)
[Music Fades]
