You Ain't Got Nuthin

Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana, FabolousBuy this song

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Lil Wayne

Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. (born September 27, 1982), better known by his stage name Lil Wayne ( /ˌlɪl ˈweɪn/), is an American rapper. In 1991, at the age of nine, Lil Wayne joined Cash Money Records as the youngest member of the label, and half of the duo, The B.G.'z, with B.G.. In 1996, Lil Wayne joined the group Hot Boys, which also included rappers Juvenile, B.G., and Young Turk. Hot Boys debuted with Get It How U Live! that year. Lil Wayne gained most of his success with the group's major selling album Guerrilla Warfare, released in 1999. Also in 1999, Lil Wayne released his Platinum debut album Tha Block Is Hot, selling over one million copies in the U.S. more »

I'm with a hundred and one n****s we dalmatian doggy Deep
And fly with the tongue so if you feelin' froggy leap
 Kermit you better think before you ribbit 
Don't be murdered over your song before ad-lib it
I pop up like exhibit  Forget it I'm at your krivitz 
Not to put no f***in' fish tanks in your civics 
F*** getting your ride pimped 
You'll get hard tied wimped 
Have you in da trunk curled up like fried shrimp
It's been a good year maybe I should ride, blimp  Cause your boy jus' stay above the game
They try'na tag em', spray a brother frame
But your shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim
Go 'head n****, say another name
Take this family for a joke play them Wayne brother games 
And I'm a get you sucka' I've been scheming with this keenin'
Aimin' with this Damon 
I'm puttin' that major pain in
My lil' man Zonia Marlon and Sean ya
Lay the beef on this noodle 
Make some noodle lasagna
 Forty cal fettuccine tre' pound pasta
You reach for dis medallion you must like Italian, n****
You only see me pushin' if the drivers side
I work the S6 ever since the 5 retired 
The drop top, they say the social drive expired 
So you could call a cab once your b**** fall for Fab

[Chorus]
Uh I get money like a mu'f***a'
 Shades darker den I b**** but I cud see
I got everything 
You got nothing 
You ain't got nothin' on me
Uh I'm gettin' money like a muf***a'
Yea money you ain't never see yea
I got everything 
You got nothing 
You ain't got nothin' on me

I'm on the grind till the police come
With that pistol on the side boy don't be dumb
Or, I let that semi twirl you
Now you could follow the drip
 Cause 1 shot outta' the clip will Jerry curl you
When we slop you like seconds 
Obey me like peasants 
Or get opened up like presents 
Please, my young boys whilin' for respect 
Slit your throat, have you smilin' wit'chur neck
Say cheese 
My doughs a bit longer 
My flow is jus' slaughter 
My wrists look like frozen pourin' spring water
So tell me boys tell me boys who you think your messin' with
I get money out the a**, that's sum expensive s***
Haven't you all heard (what?)
Y'all all herbs (yup)
I stick toothpicks (where)
In ya all h'orderve
Listen,
I'm a shark, y'all jus' codfish (what else)
 Octopus (what else)
 Oysters 
Cha, I got my eye on your wifey now (yea)
I'll have her lick me up (up)
And den wipe me down (down)
She told me use a nag, use a bug (damn)
She told me I'm a blast I'm a stud (damn)
She told me you'd be beast and you'd be checkin' for the burn
So I gave her knee pads for the rug
It's scar gang from the chain of the lifestyle 
You surf-boy dudes get wiped out, totally 

[Chorus]

Get you 3-4 get you like da number after 1 I'm a get me 2
It's Weezy F U now you gotta have a baby
My money don't fold nor bends  Mercedes Maybach, gray black 
And I gotta' 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks
F*** your city yo town I state facts, take that
No, better yet like Diddy take that
Wait rats I hate rats
I clean them out like Ajax
Got paper like a fax machine  Ansanin 
Damn I mean Assanon  Dappa done
 After thine there will be nine
Damn I mean there will be none
I will be one
Of the greatest things you ever felt you ever seen
Or heard carter harder y'all scared 
Not me
Not I
Call me young Popeye
Tell Bruno I'm a nuno
I'll bring rail to your funrol 
Damn I mean funeral funerol
You say tomato I say tamata 
You say get em' I say got em'
Yea I got em'
Man you better keep payin' me 
 Cause you don't want my problems 
I be wildin' like capital one
What is in your wallet 
You fly
But what is it to pilot  Weezy I'm at the top foot up in your bottom 
Damn I mean foot up in your a**
I kick that s*** I gon' put it in the trash  Diesel 

[Chorus]

Yea I'm gettin' money like a muf***a'
 Shades darker den a b**** but I cud see
I got everything 
You got nothing 
You ain't got nothin' on me

Yea I'm gettin' money like a muf***a'
Big money n****, big money n****, big money n****
Yea
You ain't got nothin' on me

Written by: DWAYNE CARTER, JOHN JACKSON, JUELZ SANTANA

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ROYALTY NETWORK INC.

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