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T-Pain

"Got Money"

[Intro: Lil Wayne & T-Pain]
Yeah, yeah!
I need a Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money (whoo!)
Right now to the VIP section (whoo!)
You got Young Mula in the house tonight, baby (yeah!)
Yeah, haha, yeah, Young (ay-hey)
Young, Young, Young, Young Mula baby!

[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah)
Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
If you getting mugged from everybody you see
Then hang over the wall of the VIP like
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Alright, alright
Now I was bouncing through the club
She love the way I diddy-bop
I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop
Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fifty c*cked
Say I ain't never been a chicken but my semi c*cked
Now where your bar at? I'm tryin' to rent it out
And we so 'bout it 'bout it, now what are you about?
DJ 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 all back tomorrow, don't worry
Yeah, young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes
Young Money

[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah)
Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
If you getting mugged from everybody you see
Then hang over the wall of the VIP like
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
(Streets!) It go one for the money, two for the show
Now clap your hands if you got a bankroll (Chris)
Like some clap on lights in this b*tch
I'mma be clappin' all night in this b*tch
Lights off, mask on
Creep silent, she smiling
He muggin', who cares
'Cause my goons are right here
Like it's nothing to a big dog
And I'm a Great Dane, I wear eight chains
I'm in so much ice, they yell "Skate, Wayne!"
She wanna f*ck Weezy, but she wanna rape Wayne
(And I'mma let her)

[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah)
Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
If you getting mugged from everybody you see
Then hang over the wall of the VIP like

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Okay, it's young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A Mr. Make-it-Rain-On-Them-Hoes
Like ayy! And everybody say
Mr. Rainman can we have a rainy day?
Bring an umbrella, please bring an umbrella
'Ella, 'ella, 'ella, ayy!
b*tch ain't sh*t but a ho and a trick
But you know it ain't trickin' if you got it
You know we ain't f*ckin' if you not thick
And I'll cool your ass down if you think you're hot sh*t
So Rolex watch this, I do it, four, five, six
My click-clack goes the black four-fifth
And just like it I'll blow that sh*t
'Cause b*tch I'm the bomb like tick, tick
Biatch!

[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah)
Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
If you getting mugged from everybody you see
Then hang over the wall of the VIP like
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way
(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, it's young Wayne on them hoes
AKA Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes
Yeah, young Wayne on them hoes
Make a stripper fall in love, T-Pain on them hoes
Uh-huh... Um, Young Mula, baby

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