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    [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
    I know some niggaz that'll merk ya for a quarter birdy
    You bitch ass niggaz just be lucky that the boy ain't hurtin'
    I got the money to lag and I got that swagger workin'
    I'm smokin' somethin' I can't pronounce behind them Phantom curtains
    What is you holl'in' bitch I'm on some gangsta shit
    She wanna make me dinner I tell her make me rich
    You fuckin' wit' a winner but I come from a little
    Hoe but bet I can take that dirt and turn that shit glitter
    I leave the work wit' her yeah she my baby sitter
    And if I find out she stealin' for realer I'ma kill her
    I'm just a money maaan so where the dollars at
    ??? beat that until them flowers black
    She wanna ride on this I make her ride wit' that
    Her pistol in the ceilin' that's her survival pack
    And do I love her nawww man I just love her spirit
    Blind deaf or crazy it's money over bitches

    [Chorus - Lil Wayne - 2X]
    Now everybody that I know get that money baby
    And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
    You get that cooked or that blow you done called a baller
    If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie what'cha talkin'

    [Verse 2 - Birdman]
    So get'cha game up take a bitch break a bitch
    Strap her down wit' work and tell her don't trip take a trip
    Get'cha hustle up the money's what you make of it
    These niggaz want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery
    So stop stuntin' homie false promotin'
    It ain't about what'cha makin' it's about what ya totin'
    Burn him up leave him naked bring him back to his wife
    The bitch ain't even cry 'cause he was livin' that life
    These niggaz think I'm slippin' 'cause I'm fallin' back
    Bitch I got money in the walls for that
    Young'n get it from the ground homie hold the hood down and
    Don't make a sound if them people swing around this bitch
    Do ya thang whoa' hustle try to stay low
    This is for my old school G's who ain't around this bitch
    But shawty they ain't fuckin' wit' pops
    Let them niggaz chase that pussy we gon' follow that guap... yeah

    [Chorus - Lil Wayne]

    [Verse 3 - Birdman]
    Fifty stacks in the garden in the backyard
    Money talkin' turn a key into a crack charge
    Y'all niggaz ain't eatin' how we eatin' B
    Fuck how we used to be now we how we need to be
    If they ain't wit' us they must be against us
    We shoot 'em in the head 'cause they act like they senseless
    If you ain't gettin' bread nigga keep yo' distance
    We sharks over here nigga keep on fishin'

    [Lil Wayne]
    Money money money is my intuition
    Money over bitches such an easy decision
    Young Money money men monster militia
    Hardbody these niggaz boxes of tissue
    That nina will kiss ya that chopper will twist ya
    Them .380 snapshots now smile for the pictures
    Weezy motherfuckin' Baby pay me
    My 9-to-5 is overrated I'm on that grind hoe

    [Chorus - Lil Wayne]

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