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  • 作词 : Carter, Dwayne
    作曲 : Carter, Dwayne
    I'm with a hundred and one ****** we dalmatian doggy Deep
    And fly with the tongue so if you feelin froggy, leap
    Kermit you better think before you ribbit
    Don't be murdered over your song before add libit
    I pop up like exzibit
    Forget it I'm at your krivitz
    Not to put no f****n' fish tanks in your civics
    **** getting your ride pimped
    Ull get hard tyed wimped
    Have u in da trunk curled up like fried shrimp
    It's been a good year mayb I shud ride with limp
    Cause your boy jus stay above the game
    They tryna tag em, spray a brotha frame
    But your shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim
    Go 'head *****, say another name
    Take dis family for a joke I had Wayans brotha games
    And I'm a get u sucka I've been scheming with dis keenan
    Aimin with dis Damon/I'm puttin dat major pain in
    My lil man zonia marlon and shawn ya
    Lay da beef on dis noodle
    Make some noodle lasagna
    40 cal fetticine tres pound pasta
    You reach for dis medallion you must like Italian, *****
    You only see me pus*in if the drivers side
    I work da s6 ever since the 5 retired
    The drop top, dey say the social drive expired
    So you could call a cab once your ***** fall for fab
    (Chorus:)
    Uh I get money like a muther****a
    Shades darker den I ***** but I cud see
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    Uhhh I'm gettin money like a muther****a
    Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    (Juelz Santana:)
    I'm on da grind till da police come
    With dat pistol on da side boy don't be dumb
    Or... I let that semi twirl youh
    Now you could follow the drip
    Cause 1 shot outta the clip will jerry curl you
    Wen we slop you like seconds
    Obey me like peasents
    Or get opened up like presents
    Please, my yung boysz whilin for respect
    Slit your throat, have you smilin witchur neck
    Say cheese
    My doughs a bit longer
    My flow is jus slaughter
    My wrists look like frozen polin spring water
    So tell me boys tell me boys who u think your messin with
    I get money out da ass, dats sum expensive s*it
    Havent u all heard (what?)
    Ya'll all heard(yup)
    I stick toothpicks(where)
    In ya all durbs
    Listen,
    I'm a shark, ya'll jus coyfish(whatelse)
    Octopus(whatelse)
    Oysters
    Chaa
    I got my eye on your wifey now(yea)
    I'll have her lick me up(up)
    And den wipe me down(down)
    She tol me uze a nag, uze a bug(ddaammn)
    She tol me I'm a blast I'm a stud
    She tol me ude be beast n ude be checkin for da burn
    So I gave her knee pads for da rug
    It's scar gang from the chain of the lifestyle
    U surfboy dudes get wiped out
    (Chorus:)
    Uh I get money like a muther****a
    Shades darker den I ***** but I cud see
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    Uhhh I'm gettin money like a muther****a
    Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    (Lil Wayne:)
    Get you, 3-4, get you
    Like the number after one, i'ma get me too
    It's Weezy F-U, now you gotta have a baby
    My money don't folds nor bends
    Mercedes maybach, grey black
    And i gotta 4-4 and a K like 8-stacks
    **** yo city and yo town, i state facts
    Take that, no better yet like Diddy, take dat
    Wait rats, i hate rats, i clean em out like ajax
    Got paper like a fax machine, assaneen
    Damn i mean assanine, im dappa dine
    And after mine there will be non
    Damn i mean there will be none
    I will be one of the greatest things you ever felt, you ever seen
    Or heard, carter, havard, ya'll scurred
    Not me, not i, call me young popeye
    Tell bruno im a nuno, i'll bring ral to your funral
    Damn i mean funeral, funerol
    You say tomato, i say tamata
    You say get em, i say got em, yeah i got em
    Man you better keep payin' me cuz you don't want my problems
    I be wildin' like capital one, what is in your wallet
    You fly but what is it to pilot
    Weezy, im at the top, foot up in your bottom
    Damn i mean foot up in your ass
    I kick that s*it, now gon put it in the trash, diesel
    (Chorus:)
    Uh I get money like a muther****a
    Shades darker den I ***** but I cud see
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    Uhhh I'm gettin money like a muther****a
    Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
  • 作词 : Carter, Dwayne
    作曲 : Carter, Dwayne
    I'm with a hundred and one ****** we dalmatian doggy Deep
    And fly with the tongue so if you feelin froggy, leap
    Kermit you better think before you ribbit
    Don't be murdered over your song before add libit
    I pop up like exzibit
    Forget it I'm at your krivitz
    Not to put no f****n' fish tanks in your civics
    **** getting your ride pimped
    Ull get hard tyed wimped
    Have u in da trunk curled up like fried shrimp
    It's been a good year mayb I shud ride with limp
    Cause your boy jus stay above the game
    They tryna tag em, spray a brotha frame
    But your shots can't reach me I'm way above your aim
    Go 'head *****, say another name
    Take dis family for a joke I had Wayans brotha games
    And I'm a get u sucka I've been scheming with dis keenan
    Aimin with dis Damon/I'm puttin dat major pain in
    My lil man zonia marlon and shawn ya
    Lay da beef on dis noodle
    Make some noodle lasagna
    40 cal fetticine tres pound pasta
    You reach for dis medallion you must like Italian, *****
    You only see me pus*in if the drivers side
    I work da s6 ever since the 5 retired
    The drop top, dey say the social drive expired
    So you could call a cab once your ***** fall for fab
    (Chorus:)
    Uh I get money like a muther****a
    Shades darker den I ***** but I cud see
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    Uhhh I'm gettin money like a muther****a
    Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    (Juelz Santana:)
    I'm on da grind till da police come
    With dat pistol on da side boy don't be dumb
    Or... I let that semi twirl youh
    Now you could follow the drip
    Cause 1 shot outta the clip will jerry curl you
    Wen we slop you like seconds
    Obey me like peasents
    Or get opened up like presents
    Please, my yung boysz whilin for respect
    Slit your throat, have you smilin witchur neck
    Say cheese
    My doughs a bit longer
    My flow is jus slaughter
    My wrists look like frozen polin spring water
    So tell me boys tell me boys who u think your messin with
    I get money out da ass, dats sum expensive s*it
    Havent u all heard (what?)
    Ya'll all heard(yup)
    I stick toothpicks(where)
    In ya all durbs
    Listen,
    I'm a shark, ya'll jus coyfish(whatelse)
    Octopus(whatelse)
    Oysters
    Chaa
    I got my eye on your wifey now(yea)
    I'll have her lick me up(up)
    And den wipe me down(down)
    She tol me uze a nag, uze a bug(ddaammn)
    She tol me I'm a blast I'm a stud
    She tol me ude be beast n ude be checkin for da burn
    So I gave her knee pads for da rug
    It's scar gang from the chain of the lifestyle
    U surfboy dudes get wiped out
    (Chorus:)
    Uh I get money like a muther****a
    Shades darker den I ***** but I cud see
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    Uhhh I'm gettin money like a muther****a
    Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    (Lil Wayne:)
    Get you, 3-4, get you
    Like the number after one, i'ma get me too
    It's Weezy F-U, now you gotta have a baby
    My money don't folds nor bends
    Mercedes maybach, grey black
    And i gotta 4-4 and a K like 8-stacks
    **** yo city and yo town, i state facts
    Take that, no better yet like Diddy, take dat
    Wait rats, i hate rats, i clean em out like ajax
    Got paper like a fax machine, assaneen
    Damn i mean assanine, im dappa dine
    And after mine there will be non
    Damn i mean there will be none
    I will be one of the greatest things you ever felt, you ever seen
    Or heard, carter, havard, ya'll scurred
    Not me, not i, call me young popeye
    Tell bruno im a nuno, i'll bring ral to your funral
    Damn i mean funeral, funerol
    You say tomato, i say tamata
    You say get em, i say got em, yeah i got em
    Man you better keep payin' me cuz you don't want my problems
    I be wildin' like capital one, what is in your wallet
    You fly but what is it to pilot
    Weezy, im at the top, foot up in your bottom
    Damn i mean foot up in your ass
    I kick that s*it, now gon put it in the trash, diesel
    (Chorus:)
    Uh I get money like a muther****a
    Shades darker den I ***** but I cud see
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me
    Uhhh I'm gettin money like a muther****a
    Yeaa money u ain't never see yeaa
    I got everything
    You got nuthing
    You ain't got nuthin on me