Young Money Publishing - Got Money lyrics

Yeah Yeah [Intro: Lil Wayne] I need Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money right now to the VIP section (Yea, young, young, young, young, young) [Hook: T-Pain] You got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) Take it out your pocket and show it, then throw it like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way You getting mugged from everybody you see that Hang over the wall of the VIP like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way [Verse 1] 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 co*ked Say I ain't never been a chicken but my semi co*ked Now where your bar at I'm trynna rent it out And we so bout it bout it Now what are you about? DJ showin 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, it's Young Wayne on the hoes Aka Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-The-Hoes Young Money [Hook: T-Pain] You got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) Take it out your pocket and show it, then throw it like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way You getting mugged from everybody you see that Hang over the wall of the VIP like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way [Verse 2] (We got this one Streets) Ok, we go one for the money Two for the show Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll (Chris) Like some clap on lights in this b**h I'mma be clappin all night in this b**h Lights off, mask on, creep silent, she smilin, he muggin, who cares Cuz my goons, are right here Like its nothing, to a big dog And I'm a Great Dane I wear 8 chains, I mean so much ice They yell, "Skate, Wayne!" She wanna f** Weezy But she wanna rape Wayne (And I'mma let her) [Hook: T-Pain] You got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) Take it out your pocket and show it, then throw it like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way You getting mugged from everybody you see that Hang over the wall of the VIP like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way [Verse 3] Ok, it's Young Wayne on these hoes AKA Mr. Make-it-rain on them hoes like AAAA' And everybody say, Mr. Rainman can we have a rainy day Bring an umbrella, please bring an umbrella 'Ella, 'ella, 'ella, AAAA' b**h ain't sh** but a ho and a trick But you know it ain't trickin if you got it You know we ain't f**in if you not thick And I'll cool your a** down if you think your hot sh** 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** Cuz b**h I'm the bomb like tick, tick, b*atch! [Hook: T-Pain] You got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) Take it out your pocket and show it, then throw it like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way You getting mugged from everybody you see that Hang over the wall of the VIP like (flyy) This-a-way (flyy), that-a-way (flyy), this-a-way (flyy), that-a-way [Outro: Lil Wayne] Yea, it's Young Wayne on the hoes AKA Mr. Make-it-rain-on-the-hoes Yea, Young Wayne on the hoes Make a stripper fall in love, T-Pain on them hoes, uhh huh Um, Young Mula baby