Lyrics:
shoot it pocket corner eight (yeah)
Money in the Chase, big weight by the waist (woah)
If she got a fat ass, put the icing on the cake (ice)
I'm
, more cars, more clothes, more clothes
More money means more dough to (blow)
More bottles, there's more dough to (blow)
Rick Ross got a lot of dough
today
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed
I've got
Money talks. And he got enough to swim or even drown
Nice car, Nice clothes, No kids, No spouse
Lives large overlooking in a mansion
Nice house
That's
[Lil' Wayne]
Whoa, whoa
The Big Tymers, nigga
Who? Who?
The Big Tymers, nigga
Huh?
Get it right
[Juvenile + (Lil' Wayne)]
Bentley interior - I lay
grown up now, I got my own money
I'm married and divorced and my daughter is a woman
And guess what? My daughter want another
Sister or brother,
grown up now, I got my own money
I'm married and divorced and my daughter is a woman
And guess what? My daughter want another
Sister or brother,
Keenan, Blaxuede, and Turk, Lil Wayne
We bring da pain
With the muthafuckin' choppers in hand
504, Cash Money, droppin' niggas like rain
Bout to leave your
[Wayne]
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionaires
So take it there
[Juvenile]
Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer,
Money hoes, cars and clothes
Money hoes, cars and clothes
Money hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my niggas roll
Money hoes, cars and clothes
(they get fly), I am fly (I am fly) [x3]
Aight, ya niggas know me!
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Now I got money on money, and bitches on bitches
Bring my chopper
me
Lil nigga we don't rock the same clothes, fuck the same hoes
'Cause its levels to this shit
Lil nigga we don't drive the same whips, we don't fuck
me
Lil nigga we don't rock the same clothes, fuck the same hoes
Cause its levels to this shit
Lil nigga we don't drive the same whips, we don't fuck
feel me
Lil nigga we don't rock the same clothes, fuck the same hoes
'Cause its levels to this shit
Lil nigga we don't drive the same whips, we
feel me
Lil nigga we don't rock the same clothes, fuck the same hoes
'Cause its levels to this shit
Lil nigga we don't drive the same whips, we
, bitches gon look
Flashy classy
For the money we dash
Fuck, pass
How we did it outlast 'em
Cop a Rollie, yes a Rolex
And I pull up on that lil nigga,
, bitches gon look
Flashy classy
For the money we dash
Fuck, pass
How we did it outlast 'em
Cop a Rollie, yes a Rolex
And I pull up on that lil nigga,
the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like tilapia
LAT, Young Money mafia
Try but it ain't no stopping us
Why? We back by popular
nigga
Lil' Wayne representin'
I cut like blades, I bust heads, and break legs
I tear up dreads, take our breads, now go figure
What? From the 17th, I
crazy
claiming that they pregnant, want to be his ol' lady?
[Lil' Wayne]
Uh, uh...what kinda nigga be sparkling like silver?
Lil' bitty soldier
crazy
claiming that they pregnant, want to be his ol' lady?
[Lil' Wayne]
Uh, uh...what kinda nigga be sparkling like silver?
Lil' bitty soldier
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign
The game is mine I'm so far in I'm speaking
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
The Dan Car is electric like a eel
Draco got banana clips opps getting peeled
I got so much money like Bruce Wayne
The Dan Car no ceiling like Lil Wayne
I
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