[Juvenile:]
  Aw, man
  Man I sho' need this one here man
  It's gon' be so huge
  I know everyone out there gon' luv this one ya heard me
    [Manny Fresh:]
  Now, who the fuck got cars for days
  Crazy hoes and momo's with the 20 inch blades
  Me and the Misses, drivin' Expeditions
  The back stabbin' friends (smooch) blowin' kisses
  Chrome struck bitches, wood grain witches
  Leather seats, la la look, anything else itches
  I don' done it, the bubble-eyed GS 300
  Anything else around me playboy I run it
  Bought the black Yukon in Houston, a microwave, a fouton
  She not white, uh uh, she cuban
  Karats on my fingers
  Fuckin' R&B Singers
  1998 Lexus, Dick slangers
  Nuts Hangers, from South Americon
  Don Peringion
  Me a peasant, move on
  Can you top a, nigga with a candy coated helicopter
  Move, shake, shove that
  Ask yourself nigga How You Luv That
    [Chorus: Lil Wayne (2x)]
  How You Luv That
  20 Cars on chrome
  Nigga, How You Luv That
  20 show in the dome
  Nigga, How You Luv That
  20 Hot Girls to bone
  Nigga, How You Luv That
  Brrrr, 20 PrimeCo phones
    [Baby:]
  Nigga how you gon' tell me that shit ain't changed
  When nigga used to play curls now they playin' braids
  And in my crib I got a elevator fuckin' with these hoes heads
  With alligator pillow cases in my bed
  I got a screen TV so big
  Playboy I had to get aproval from the city and the muthafuckin' feds
  I say fuck these white folks 'til I'm dead
  Cause I'm gon' ball 'til I fall and spend 20 G's at the mall
  And Playboy you could tell me How You Luv That
  I bought my son a Rolex with diamonds and bezzel at nine months
  And a Cash Money medallion with 20 diamonds in each letter son
  So peeps this, nigga a got I million dollars worth of cars all on chrome can
  you compete wit' this, that's beautiful
  These six tires with that Range Rover
  Ear rings costin' 15 G's, wit' TV's
  Nigga I'm tryin' to put a screen on the hood of the Humvee
  And put my face on top nigga can you see me
  I got so much money I'll never do time
  I play them white bitches like they play me at all times
  I got 20 G's to put on they leather seat
  But, for open court charges three time felony on one rap sheet
  What the fuck I look like choppin' trees and pickin' cotton
  When I shoot, fuckin' hoes and money clockin'
  I'm a Big Tymer ask 'Lac you could believe that
  Play boy nigga tell me How You Luv That
    [Chorus: Lil Wayne (2x)]
    [Juvenile:]
  Baby what you mean that Juvenile ain't bout matin'
  Best get yo' mind right and go head with that hatin'
  What, you must think that these diamonds ain't real or somthin', ha
  All of this shoutin' gon' get me killed for nothin', ha
  Nigga fuck that I'm gon' ball 'til I fall
  From Calton by the levy, to General DeGaul
  So Baby pop the Crystille, and shine the jewels
  Give your cadillac a tool, with 20 inch L's
  Rolex with diamond bezzels with 20 G cells
  My floor shinin' from marble from across the canal
  In my position we make nothin but G's
  Your jewelery say you belong to CMB
  Don't hit us cause we beautiful niggaz please
  You think I'm stuntin' know just wait 'til I come back with them ki's
  Niggaz fear this, they hate but they don't come near this
  I don' wrote a song bout these bitches you wanna hear this
  They say, "Juvenile you muthafucka you off the heezy"
  I got these hoes pussy poppin' tell lil keezy and breezy
  Can't you see me in that bubble-eye, How You Luv That
  Can't you see me in that BMW-ah, How You Luv That
    [Chorus: Lil Wayne (2x)]
    Wha, How You Luv That
  Wha, How You Luv That
  Wha, How You Luv That
  Wha, How You Luv That
  Wha, How You Luv That
  Nigga, How You Luv That
  Wha wha, Brrr, How You Luv That
  Ha ha, Big Tymers
  Diamonds that'll [Bling] blind ya
  Ha ha, Big Tymers
  Better act like ya know