Lil' Wayne

Lil' Wayne - I Got Some Money On Me Ft. Birdman

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[Lil Wayne]

I got some money on me

I’m ’bout to kill these hoes

I don’t be politicing, I’m not political

F-ck you talkin’ bout, bitch I’m Kenneth Cole

My goons masked up, Ray Mysterio

Bitch, eat something, I don’t like skinny hoes

I hit her from the back, she on her tippy toes

I smoke that Green Day, I’m on my Billie Joe

I’m a dog bitch, BINGO

I’m a rich ass nigga, you bitch ass nigga

I’m from the school of hard knocks

You skip class nigga

Tell her buss that pussy open

Bend it over bring it back

Get some brain out that hoe and call that hoe a brainiac

I got some money on me

I’m ’bout to kill these hoes

I got some money on me

I’m ’bout to kill these hoes

F-ck you talkin’ ’bout, bitch I’m Kenny Cole

I’m a dog bitch, BINGO

Every bad bitch love me

I’m young money, tell em pop that p-sssy for me

Pop that p-ssy for me

And my niggas got the guns, they aiming for ya skully

Tell ‘em pop that p-ssy for me

pop that p-ssy for me

[Birdman]

Uptown gangsta life, made man, 5 star nigga

Ya understand me, give a hundred and hundreds

1 hundred

[Lil Wayne]

If you a bad bitch, say f-ck them other hoes

I’m in my lane bitch, you a gutter bowl

Boogers in the watch, it got a runny nose

I like a pink p-ssy, just like a bunny nose

And we are Young Money, the untouchables

I hit her from the back, I make her touch her toes

I’m on that drink baby, I think I’m comotosed

I’m feeling real good, Stevie Wonder-ful

And everybody with me strapped, tell them hoes adapt

Shoot ‘em in his head, he dead before he collapse

Young Money we the crap, no salary cap

Money talks bitch and mines yap, yap, yap

I got some money on me

I’m ’bout to kill these hoes

I got some money on me

I’m ’bout to kill these hoes

If you a bad bitch, say f-ck them other hoes

I’m feeling real good, Stevie Wonder-ful

And we don’t talk about it, we do it, do it, nigga

Shit can get ugly, Patrick Ewing, nigga

Them niggas can’t see me, but I see through them niggas

and f-ck the police, on or off duty nigga

I’m on ome other sht, I’m stunting on them hoes

Bitch I’m smoking pot, like I’m on the stove

I’m in this bitch, bitch, I’m so Holly Grove

Them hoes treasure me, like a pot of Gold

Boy, you thin crust, f-cking Dominoes

I’m laughing to the bank, this shit is comical

We do it real big, astronomical

I make her fall for me, bitch, Jeronimo

Now get it poppin for a nigga

Show me what you’re working with

I’m fly as a muthaf-cka bitch, no turbulence

Please know my niggas got them pistols for emergencies

I’m looking for a head doctor for some brain surgery

Some money on me, I’m bout to kill these hoes

I got some money on me, I’m bout to kill these hoes

I’m laughing to the bank, this shit is comical

I make her fall for me, bitch geronimo

50 shots in a chopper, break ‘em off proper

You niggas can’t see me, f-ck yo binoculars

I’ma coconut Ciroc’er, a beast like Chewbacca

I’m running this shit, I don’t even need blockers

[Birdman]

Priceless, fresh off an island, hundred mill

Bitch we the bidness, 5 star gangsta, mula, crazy

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Thanks to Adrina

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