Song Title: I Got Some Money On Me
Singer/Band: Lil Wayne ft Birdman
Lyrics to Lil Wayne ft Birdman – I Got Some Money On Me
[Lil Wayne]
I got some money on me
I’m ’bout to kill these hoes
I don’t be politicking, I’m not political
F-ck 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
F-ck 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 p-sssy for me
Pop that p-ssy for me
And my niggas got the guns, they aiming for ya skully
Tell ‘em pop that p-ssy for me
pop that p-ssy 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 f-ck 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 p-ssy, 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 f-ck 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 f-ck 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, f-cking 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 muthaf-cka 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, f-ck 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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