I need a Winn-Dixie Grocery bag full of money Right now to the VIP section (wosh, wosh, wosh) You got Young Money In the house tonight baby Yeah! Yeah! Young! Young! (wosh) Young! (wosh) Young! (wosh) Young mulla baby! [Chorus] Got money (yeah) And you know it Take it out your pocket and show it (then) Throw it (fly) This a way (fly) That'a way (fly) This a way (fly) That'a way Gettin' mug From everybody who see then Hang over the wall with the VIP Like (fly) This a way (fly) That'a way (fly) This a way (fly) That'a way Now I was bouncing through the club She loved the way I did it but I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fitty cocked Say I ain't never been a chicken but my semi cocked Now where your bar at? I'm try'na rent it out And we so bout it bout it Now what are you about? D-J 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" (Young Money) [Chorus] (Streets) 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**** I be clapping all night In this b**** (uh hun) Lights off (uh hun) Mask on (uh hun) She saw me (uh hun) She smiling (yeah) He muggin' Who cares! cause my goons! Are right here! Aye Its 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*** Weezy But she wanna rape Wayne (uh hun) [Chorus] OK, It's Young Wayne on them hoes A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes Like eh! Everybody say Mr. Rain Man Can we have a rainy day? Bring a umbrella Please bring a umbrella Ella, ella, ella eh! B**** ain't s*** but a hoe in a trick Bet you no one ain't trick if you got it You know we ain't f***ing if you not thick And I cool your a** down if you think you're hot s*** So Rolex watch this I do it four five six my click Clack goes the black hoe pimp And just like it I blow that s*** Cause b**** I'm the bomb like Tick tick B****! Yeah! [Chorus] 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! Um, young money baby!
Written by: DWAYNE CARTER, FAHEEM NAJM, JUAN SALINAS, OSCAR SALINAS
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