Lyrics:
Yea,
Birdman, always priceless,
Cash money, Young money,
New Money, swagged out,
Uptown we in the buildin'
[Chorus]
I want it all, I want it
(han)
Wave, wave, wave (young nigga got, young nigga got)
New goals
Wave, wave, wave (young nigga got, young nigga got)
New goals
Wave, wave, wave
Young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it
Young and I'm getting it, I'm just young and I don't give a shit
I just want the money, y'all
shit?
Walking dead, angels spend their last days by me,
New Jersey Giant like Dave Tyree,
Young George or Jonathan Chat,
Your guns clap,
Mine will go
D-D-D-Do that
I got friends with money, and I got money too
So we put it together and let
You pick what to do and then we do it!
(Young paid nigga
at that face
You look like my next mistake
Love's a game, wanna play?" Ayy
New money, suit and tie
I can read you like a magazine
Ain't it funny,
these niggas ain't got no cars today, man
My car was so pretty, I ride by, niggas' dicks get hard
You dig what I'm sayin?
[Young hustler:]
Ha-ha, man,
living by rules
New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews
Bleek you're still with me, nigga what did I say?
The time is coming you one hit away
on the ground
An amputee and a pregnant hound
Sit by the young men with withered arms
As if death had already passed
Through every alleyway, and left
at that face
You look like my next mistake
Love's a game, wanna play? Ayy
New money, suit and tie
I can read you like a magazine
Ain't it funny, rumors
(Fuck that) got T in dis bitch wit me (yeah)
5th hit the weed (you got all that shit yeah)
I got young money up and now I got my feet up
Toon in
darling, please be mine
And make each bright tomorrow young and new.
But I don't want to face tomorrow
Unless I see it with you.
(Tomorrow, so I hear
ol' fly shit out
Word up
(Cash rules everything around me) take you on a natural joint
(C.R.E.A.M. get the money) here we, here we go
(Dollar,
Young tune motherf***er no anime
Doctor carter motherf***er come to amputate
Cash money too much money to calculate
Young money that new s*** in ya
through the window
Good news
Can't take no more
Good news
Spreadin' all the country
Good news
For the young and old
Good news
Goin' round the world, now
Yeah, uh huh
David Banner on the beat b****
Ha ha ha
Young Money, Streets
I'm a east sider rider, whoa kemosabe
B****es get to stepping like
Colin Powell, general admission
You are all welcome, new Malcolm of the talcum
By any means, AK lookin' out the window screen, uh
Let's get it on, new
Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If
Young man, there's no need to feel down
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no
Where the young men's brave new visions threaten old men's selfish
Dreams
And they try to crush the spirit with their money and machines
And they
More money, more problems, tell me what's worse
Gettin' audited by the government, givin' up millions to the IRS
Or havin' to take a paternity test
by night and shunned the naked light of day
And only now I see how the years ran away
Yesterday, when I was young
So many lovely songs were
When I was a boy I had a lot of fun
I lived by the sea, I was a fisherman's son
My mother she was a fisherman's wife
She was scrubbing floors most
by night and shunned the naked light of day
And only now I see how the years ran away
Yesterday, when I was young
So many lovely songs were
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