Lil` Wayne Got Money Lyrics

Got Money Lyrics

I need a Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money

Right now to the VIP section

You got Young Mula in the house tonight baby



Yeah, hello, yeah! Young, young

Young, young

Young Mula Baby



Got money and you know it

Take it out your pocket and show it

Then throw it like

This a way, that a way

This a way, that a way



Gettin' mug from everybody who see then

Hang over the wall of the VIP like

This a way, that a way

This a way, that a way



Now I was bouncing through the club

She loved the way I did it bout

I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop

Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fitty cocked

Say I ain't never been a chicken but my semi cocked



Now where your bar at? I'm tryna 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 out alright tomorrow don't worry

Yeah, Young Wayne on them hoes

A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes



Got money and you know it

Take it out your pocket and show it

Then throw it like

This a way, that a way

This a way, that a way



Gettin' mug from everybody who see then

Hang over the wall of the VIP like

This a way, that a way

This a way, that a way



Here we go, one for the money, two for the show

Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll

Like some clap on lights in this bitch

I'ma be clapping all night in this bitch



Lights off, man it's on

Creep saw me, she smiling

He muggin', who cares

'€˜Cause my goons are right here



It's nothin' to a big dog

And I'm a Great Dane, I wear eight chains

I mean so much ice, they yell, "Skate Wayne!"

She wanna f**k Weezy

She wanna rape Wayne



Got money and you know it

Take it out your pocket and show it

Then throw it like

This a way, that a way

This a way, that a way



Gettin' mug from everybody who see then

Hang over the wall of the VIP like



Okay, it's Young Wayne on them hoes

A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes

Like ehh!

Everybody say, "Mr. Rain Man

Can we have a rainy day?"

Bring a umbrella, please bring a umbrella

Ella, ella, ella, eh!



Bitch ain't shit but a hoe and a trick

But you no one ain't trickin' if you got it

You know we ain't f**king if you not thick

And I cool your ass down if you think you're hot shit



So Rolex watch this I do it 4 5 6 my click

Clack goes the black hoe pimp

And just like it I blow that shit

'€˜Cause bitch I'm the bomb like tick tick



Got money and you know it

Take it out your pocket and show it

Then throw it like

This a way, that a way

This a way, that a way



Gettin' mug from everybody who see then

Hang over the wall of the VIP like

This a way, that a way

This a way, that a way



Yeah, it's Young Wayne on them hoes

A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes

Yeah, Young Wayne on them hoes

Make a stripper fall in love

T-Pain on them hoes, aha!

Young Mula baby