Текст песни (слова) Lil Wayne - I Got Some Money On Me (feat. Birdman)

I Got Some Money On Me (feat. Birdman)

[Lil Wayne]
 I got some money on me
 I’m ’bout to kill these hoes
 I don’t be politicing, I’m not political
 Fuck you talkin’ bout, bitch I’m Kenneth Cole
 My goons masked up, Ray Mysterio
 Bitch, eat something, I don’t like skinny hoes
 I hit her from the back, she on her tippy toes
 I smoke that Green Day, I’m on my Billie Joe
 I’m a dog bitch, BINGO
 I’m a rich ass nigga, you bitch ass nigga
 I’m from the school of hard knocks
 You skip class nigga
 Tell her buss that pussy open
 Bend it over bring it back
 Get some brain out that hoe and call that hoe a brainiac

 I got some money on me
 I’m ’bout to kill these hoes
 I got some money on me
 I’m ’bout to kill these hoes
 Fuck you talkin’ ’bout, bitch I’m Kenny Cole
 I’m a dog bitch, BINGO
 Every bad bitch love me

 I’m young money, tell em pop that pussy for me
 Pop that pussy for me
 And my niggas got the guns, they aiming for ya skully
 Tell ‘em pop that pussy for me
 pop that pussy for me

[Birdman]
 Uptown gangsta life, made man, 5 star nigga
 Ya understand me, give a hundred and hundreds
 1 hundred

[Lil Wayne]
 If you a bad bitch, say fuck them other hoes
 I’m in my lane bitch, you a gutter bowl
 Boogers in the watch, it got a runny nose
 I like a pink pussy, just like a bunny nose
 And we are Young Money, the untouchables
 I hit her from the back, I make her touch her toes
 I’m on that drink baby, I think I’m comotosed
 I’m feeling real good, Stevie Wonder-ful
 And everybody with me strapped, tell them hoes adapt
 Shoot ‘em in his head, he dead before he collapse
 Young Money we the crap, no salary cap
 Money talks bitch and mines yap, yap, yap

 I got some money on me
 I’m ’bout to kill these hoes
 I got some money on me
 I’m ’bout to kill these hoes
 If you a bad bitch, say fuck them other hoes
 I’m feeling real good, Stevie Wonder-ful

 And we don’t talk about it, we do it, do it, nigga
 Shit can get ugly, Patrick Ewing, nigga
 Them niggas can’t see me, but I see through them niggas
 and fuck the police, on or off duty nigga

 I’m on ome other sht, I’m stunting on them hoes
 Bitch I’m smoking pot, like I’m on the stove
 I’m in this bitch, bitch, I’m so Holly Grove
 Them hoes treasure me, like a pot of Gold
 Boy, you thin crust, fucking Dominoes
 I’m laughing to the bank, this shit is comical
 We do it real big, astronomical
 I make her fall for me, bitch, Jeronimo

 Now get it poppin for a nigga
 Show me what you’re working with
 I’m fly as a muthafucka bitch, no turbulence
 Please know my niggas got them pistols for emergencies
 I’m looking for a head doctor for some brain surgery
 Some money on me, I’m bout to kill these hoes
 I got some money on me, I’m bout to kill these hoes
 I’m laughing to the bank, this shit is comical
 I make her fall for me, bitch geronimo

 50 shots in a chopper, break ‘em off proper
 You niggas can’t see me, fuck yo binoculars
 I’ma coconut Ciroc’er, a beast like Chewbacca
 I’m running this shit, I don’t even need blockers

[Birdman]
 Priceless, fresh off an island, hundred mill
 Bitch we the bidness, 5 star gangsta, mula, crazy

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