Best One-Nighter Miami 2009 - Lil Wayne's Birthday
This is Weezy F-Baby, and in case you ain't heard, I am the greatest rapper alive,
Man, even Michael Phelps can't get into my T-Mobile fab five,
So he didn't get the text message invitation to my birthday soirée this past October 7,
When I took over Mansion and turned it into Cash Money Millionaire heaven,
Hooking up with models and sipping champagne bottles by the dozen,
Broke fellas trying to get in by calling themselves my cousins,
But they can't get in, they can't get in, they can't get in
Not even if they are my goddamn twin,
Cuz I'm so rich I freeze hundred-dollar bills in ice sculptures,
Excuse me, Mr. Bouncer, but please keep out them vultures.
Before the night was over, and when I was far from sober,
My daddy Birdman handed me a briefcase made by Louis Vuitton,
Opened it up, and counted $1 million in stacks,
The greatest present for the rap game's number one don.