Lyrics:
step into the
Light wit them humongous, diamonds
See everybody know I'm Lil Wayne soldier
Pull up in the 46 Range Rover
Baby had me drinkin' think I got
I can't even lie yea i thumb through the money
Whenever i need to relax
Cause gettin' this money is so so addictive
Today i jus had a relapse
You come
You're thuggin and you love the streets
Huggin the block, sellin rocks, gettin major heat
And niggaz hatin, and you ain't stop to think about
Neighborhood psycho
Seen her green eyes now I'm callin' that bitch Geiko
Gettin' money light why yo pockets still on micro
My dawg been awake he put
my life smokin' on JoJo
He was just posted up with dough though
Now he gettin' slammed by the popo
Thuggish, buggish, ruggish shit
I can't leave
Alright
Alright
Top floor condo I'm climbing the height
Need the pin code to get on the site
Like I'm Bruce Wayne I step out at night
Alright
Alright
[Intro - Shadow - talking]
Geah, Lou turn it up a little bit nigga
(rowdy I see you nigga)
Yeah (Queens)
Yo this Shadow in this motherfucker
a fucking swimmer
I been working so hard but it's lonely with money
I don't even talk to the guys no more
And my heart got a permanent scar that nobody can
ya we be gettin money what's up
all the bad ones by the bar pour up a cup
its on the team catch us smoking in the cut
fuck with the squad we going up
We gettin' that money
We gettin' that money that's a matter of fact
Heh! Yeah!
It's that 'gettin' money' music nigga
Heh!
Supa, Z
We gettin' that
Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
This is how it is, yeah, these niggas fake
No, we can't relate
Boys get Yamborghini-high, Lambo by the crib
not Milli's the Forty Cal's a ring on 'em
I know your kind gettin by leave the city quick
Niggaz bleed just like us I'm on that Biggie shit
First
[Intro:]
Yeah, On behalf of Chamillitary Entertainment
I'd like to extent my deepest apologies
To anyone who feels they are offended by
by the end of this track you gon be depressed pressed
And boy you oh so broke down on your knees ain't gettin' no checks checks
We all know you came
xans on the drawer
She said: "Twenty, do you got some more?"
Fuck her up, we just gettin' guala, man
Feel Lil Wayne and this wallet chain
I just
not say lil wayne say weezy baby
Halla ta cha boys man
Ill still doin it with my boy fee
Ya gatta feel me thats tha boy aka mrenron
Yall ready know
Who that said they gon' beat Lil Wayne?
My name ain't Bic, but I keep that flame, man
Who that one that do that, boy?
You knew that, true that,
of the bus
Niggas betting against us that’s must’ve been an epic fail
Drop the numbers on them bales had you pussies by the tail
Clientele increased was
the Richard
(Yeah)
Cause I don't need that
They keep watching all my money
I don't need that
Lil chain
Let it hang by the neck
Broke neck
That's enough to break
that?
Guess what, New York, New York we back
And I ain't never been afraid of a drought
Since I was 6 17 they gettin' money down south
'Bout it, 'bout
rap
But she know Imma lil better
I ran that money off no limit
Cause she know I'm about my cheddar
She wanna fuck me missionary
And you know I just
(whew)
They ask for mo' (oh yeah)
We ran it back (back to back)
That's back to back (bow bow)
Goddamn I'm gettin' money (yeah)
That's a fast break
don't pay the bills, nigga (uh-huh)
I ain't tryna chill with you (hell nah)
You ain't gettin' no real figures?
Can't touch on this figure
Lil' booty,
sprayed up
Got rid of the whole brick, and then we re-up
Sittin' in a money spot
Cookin' up the product
You tried to infiltrate the shop
You got shot up lil
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