lil wayne feat t pain - got money lyrics
i need a winn-dixie grocery bag full of money
right now to the vip section
you got young mula in the house tonight baby
yeah, h-llo, yeah! young, young
young, young
young mula baby
got money and you know it
take it out your pocket and show it
then throw it like
this a way, that a way
this a way, that a way
gettin’ mug from everybody who see then
hang over the wall of the vip like
this a way, that a way
this a way, that a way
now i was bouncing through the club
she loved the way i did it bout
i see her boyfriend hatin’ like a city cop
now i ain’t never been a chicken but my fitty c-cked
say i ain’t never been a chicken but my semi c-cked
now where your bar at? i’m tryna rent it out
and we so bout it bout it now what are you about?
dj show me 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 out alright tomorrow don’t worry
yeah, young wayne on them hoes
a.k.a. mr. make it rain on them hoes
got money and you know it
take it out your pocket and show it
then throw it like
this a way, that a way
this a way, that a way
gettin’ mug from everybody who see then
hang over the wall of the vip like
this a way, that a way
this a way, that a way
here we go, one for the money, two for the show
now clap your hands if you got a bank roll
like some clap on lights in this b-tch
i’ma be clapping all night in this b-tch
lights off, man it’s on
creep saw me, she smiling
he muggin’, who cares
‘cause my goons are right here
it’s nothin’ to a big dog
and i’m a great dane, i wear eight chains
i mean so much ice, they yell, “skate wayne!”
she wanna f–k weezy
she wanna rape wayne
got money and you know it
take it out your pocket and show it
then throw it like
this a way, that a way
this a way, that a way
gettin’ mug from everybody who see then
hang over the wall of the vip like
okay, it’s young wayne on them hoes
a.k.a. mr. make it rain on them hoes
like ehh!
everybody say, “mr. rain man
can we have a rainy day?”
bring a umbrella, please bring a umbrella
ella, ella, ella, eh!
b-tch ain’t sh-t but a hoe and a trick
but you no one ain’t trickin’ if you got it
you know we ain’t f–king if you not thick
and i cool your -ss down if you think you’re hot sh-t
so rolex watch this i do it 4 5 6 my click
clack goes the black hoe pimp
and just like it i blow that sh-t
‘cause b-tch i’m the bomb like tick tick
got money and you know it
take it out your pocket and show it
then throw it like
this a way, that a way
this a way, that a way
gettin’ mug from everybody who see then
hang over the wall of the vip like
this a way, that a way
this a way, that a way
yeah, it’s young wayne on them hoes
a.k.a. mr. make it rain on them hoes
yeah, young wayne on them hoes
make a stripper fall in love
t-pain on them hoes, aha!
young mula baby
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