Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - Got Money lyrics

rate me

Yeahhh

I need a Windixie grocery bag full of money right now to the VIP section

You got Young Mula in the house tonight baby

Hahah yeahhh

Young

Young

Young

Young

Young

Young Mula babbby

If you got money, and you know it

Take it out your pocket and show it

Then throw it like

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (uh huh)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (yeahhh)

If you get mugged from everyone you see

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (uh huh)

This a way (uh huh)

That a away

I was bouncin through the club she love the way I diddy bop

I see her boyfriend hatin like a city cop

Now I aint never been a chicken but my fitted cocked

Said I aint never been a chicken but my semi cocked

Now where ya bar at?...I'm tryin rent it out

And we so bout it bout it, now what are you about?

DJ showed me love, he said my name when the music stop

Young money Lil Wayne, then the music drop

I make it snow, I make it flurry

I make it all back tomorrow don't worry

Yeahhh Young Wayne on them hoes

AKA Mr. Make it rain on them hoes

(Young money)

If you got money (yeah), and you know it (yeah)

Take it out your pocket and show it

Then throw it like (yeah)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (uh huh)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (yeahhh)

If you get mugged from everybody you see (yeah)

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (come on)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (uh huh)

This a way (uh huh)

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(Streeets)

That a way

It go 1 for the money, 2 for the show

Now clap your hands if you got a bankroll

(Chris) yeah, like some clap on lights in this bitch

Ima be clappin all night in this bitch

Lights off, mask on, creep silent

She smilin

He muggin, who cares

Cuz my goons, are right here

Like its nothing, to a big dog

And I am a Great Dane, I wear 8 chains

I mean so much ice, they yell "Skate Wayne"

She wanna fuck Weezy

She wanna rape Wayne

If you got money (and Ima let her), and you know it (yeah)

Take it out your pocket (yeah) and show it

Then throw it like (uh huh)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (uh huh)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (yeahhh)

If you get mugged (yeahhh) from everybody you see (huh)

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like

Ok its young Wayne on them hoes

AKA Mr. Make it rain on them hoes

Like yeahhh, and everyone say

Mr. Rain Man can we have a rainy day

Bring an umbrella, please bring an umbrella

Ella, Ella, Ella, Ayyyy

Bitch aint shit and a hoe ain't a trick

But you know it aint trickin if you got it

You know we aint fuckin, if you not thick

And 'ill cool your ass down if you think you hot shit

So Rolex watch this I do it four five six

My click-clack goes the black four fifth (.45)

And just like it I blow that shit

Cuz, bitch I'm the bomb like TICK, TICK

(BIATCH!)

If you got money (yeah), and you know it (yeah)

Take it out your pocket and show it

Then throw it like (yeah)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (uh huh)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (yeahhh)

If you get mugged from everybody you see

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (come on)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way (uh huh)

This a way (uh huh)

That a way

Yeahhh its Young Wayne on them hoes

AKA Mr. Make it rain on them hoes

Yeahhh young Wayne on them hoes

Make a stripper fall in love T-Pain on them hoes

(uh huh)

Umm, Young Mula babbby!

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