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Lil Wayne
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I Got Money
Lil Wayne Feat. T-Pain
I need Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money right now to the VIP section (Yea, young, young, young, young, young)
Got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) Take it out your pocket and show it, then throw like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way
You getting mugged from everybody who sees it Hang over the wall of the VIP like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way
I was bouncing through the club She love the way I diddy-bop I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fitted cocked Say I ain't never been a chicken but my semi cocked Now where your bar at I'm trynna rent it out And we so bout it bout it Now what are you about? Dj showin love he say 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 Yeah, it's Young Wayne on the hoes AKA Mr. Make-it-rain on the hoes Young Money
(We got this one Streets) Ok, we go one for the money Two for the show Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll (Chris) Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Like some clap on lights in this bitch I'mma 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'm a Great Dane I wear 8 chains, I mean so much ice They yell skate Wayne She wanna fuck Weezy But she wanna rape Wayne (And I'mma let her)
Ok, it's Young Wayne on these hoes AKA Mr. Make-it-rain on them hoes like AAAA' And everybody say, Mr. Rain Man can we have a rainy day Bring an umbrella, please bring an umbrella 'Ella, 'ella, 'ella, AAAA' Bitch ain't shit but a ho and a trick But you know it ain't trickin if you got it You know we ain't fuckin if you not thick And I'll cool your ass down if you think your hot shit So Rolex watch this I do it four, five, six My click, clack goes the black four-fifth And just like it I'll blow that shit Cuz bitch I'm the bomb like tick, tick, BIATCH!
Yea, its Young Wayne on the hoes AKA Mr. Make-it-rain on the hoes Yea, Young Wayne on the hoes Make a stripper fall in love, T-Pain on them hoes, uhh huh
Um, Young Mula baby
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