Lil Wayne – Start This Shit Off Right (feat. Ashanti & Mack

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Start This Shit Off Right

Lil Wayne (feat. Ashanti & Mack Maine)

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"Start This Shit Off Right." - Lil Wayne (feat. Ashanti & Mack Maine)

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 05:30 pm

Album: Tha Carter V

Track No: 17

We gon' start this shit off right
We got bad-ass bitches in the house tonight
We gon' start this shit off right
We got some bad-ass bitches in the house tonight
We gon' start this shit off right
We got some bad-ass bitches in the house tonight
We gon' start this shit off right
We got some bad-ass bitches in the house tonight
We got some bad-ass bitches, bad-ass bitches
Bitches outside, them some sad-ass bitches
Leggo, leggo (Leggo, leggo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We got some bad-ass bitches, bad-ass bitches
Bitches outside, them some sad-ass bitches
Leggo, yeah (Leggo, leggo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Ashanti
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah
I fucked around and made a bunch of fuck-around money
Now I feel like found money
I'm fuckin' awesome till awesome have a child for me
Got homies who ain't comin' home till the cows comin'
**** with power, they tryna press our power buttons
Now, baby, make that ass clap like it's proud of me
She said, "I will," like ill with an apostrophe
It's Lil Tunechi, word around on the streets
That everything is workin' out like obliques, they wanna see it obese
You drive me crazy, you gon' crash the vert'
Get out my business, why you act like a clerk?
I got a white girl, she call me names like bastard and jerk
That's when I send her ass back to the 'burbs
Fucked her right good night, die with 'em open
I'm with a big booty bitch dressed inappropriate
Cocaine, baking soda, and some hot water
Kept the fiends comin' back to me, not karma
Smiled at my first kilo like a proud father
Smiled at my first judge like I'll be out tomorrow
Keep the Glock on 'em
All eyes on me, I had a Pac moment
This the Mannie Fresh beat and I go Pac on it
My homeboys proud of me like Barack homies
Your homeboys tired of me, I hope they die yawnin'
Leave ya house haunted
I ain't kiddin', I ain't playin', fuck up your house party
Lil Tunechi
So DJ, won't you play some more songs?
'Cause we ain't got nowhere to go but home
And we ain't got nowhere to go but wrong
Whoa-oh, oh-oh
So DJ, won't you play some more songs?
'Cause we ain't got nowhere to go but home
And we ain't got nowhere to go but wrong
Whoa-oh, oh-oh
Just a watch and a mink coat, yeah
Wherever I spit at, a tree grow
I'm a Blood with some C-notes
And I'm gettin' more checks than a peephole
I done been through hell and back on a steamboat
Met the devil, came back feelin' frío
Gangbangin', tatted up like Latinos
And since I'm on my Spanish shit, it's Carter Cinco
Mami is bionic and bisexual, bilingual
Mami is a goddess, but she got to let her wings show
Mami tryna fuck me with her team, that's a team sport
All these bad bitches in this bitch, but I ain't seen yours
Muscle car look like I just got out the bing, whoa
Drop the top, smell like I just opened a weed store
A nice beat mixed with Tunechi like a cream float
With Mannie Fresh the O.G., now it's a G-O
Yeah, got the squad in this bitch, case it pop off
Fresh, can you please tell these **** I've been rich since the Hot Boys?
Yeah
Bad-ass doll by the screen door
Your girl walkin' 'round my house wearin' nothin' but my watch and my mink coat
Yeah, now everybody throw a five, throw a five, Carter Cinco
And since I'm on my Spanish shit, them other boys finito
We gon' start this shit off right
We got bad-ass bitches in the house tonight
We gon' start this shit off right
We got some bad ass bitches in the house tonight
We got some bad-ass bitches, bad-ass bitches
Bitches outside, them some sad-ass bitches
Leggo (Yeah, yeah, leggo)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
We got some bad-ass bitches, some bad-ass bitches
In the restroom, in the mirror takin' pictures
Alright, yeah, that's alright, yeah
That's alright, yeah, that's alright, yeah
We got some bad-ass bitches, some bad-ass bitches
Couple **** trippin', mean muggin', makin' fists-es
Alright, that's alright
But we don't fight, no
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Writer(s): Lil Wayne, Ashanti Douglas, Jermaine Preyan, Byron Thomas, Robert Reed, Tony Fisher, James Avery & Christina Milian.

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