(yeah) weezy is so fly in any weather Hold up (ah pu) there goes the feather Y'all niggaz aint even shoulder level And i aint on hova level, im over level Im watching t.v with Regina and Angela Im on they brain like some mutha fuckin amplas (yeah) Shake something like dancers Question my swag and get a mutha ffckin answer Yeah Yeah Umm, weezy a.k.a bring your girl to my tour bus She aint getting off unless she getting off unless she gettin off two of us dont give me that cup unless that f*ckin cup poured up And when i say poured up I mean with sorup Young money baller I deserve a tall bitch If these walkies talk, they aint talk bout yall shit (yeah) Man i swear im so fly I wake up in the sky And wipe the cloud out my eye