Got Money (official Remix) Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Yeah, yeah! 

I need a Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money (whoo!) 

Right now to the VIP section (whoo!) 

You got Young Mula in the house tonight, baby (yeah!) 

Yeah, haha, yeah, Young (ay-hey) 

Young, Young, Young, Young Mula baby! 

If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) 

Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

If you getting mugged from everybody you see 

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

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Now I was bouncing through the club 

She love the way I diddy-bop 

I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop 

Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fifty 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 showin 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 all back tomorrow, don't worry 

Yeah, it's young Wayne on the hoes 

A.K.A Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes 

Young Money 

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If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) 

Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

If you getting mugged from everybody you see 

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

(Streets!) 

It go one for the money, two for the show 

Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll (Chris) 

Like some clap on lights in this bitch 

I'mma be clappin all night in this bitch 

Lights off, mask on 

Creep silent, she smiling 

He muggin, who cares 

Cause my goons, are right here 

Like it's nothing, to a big dog 

And I'm a Great Dane, I wear 8 chains 

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

She wanna fuck Weezy but she wanna rape Wayne 

(And I'mma let her) 

If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) 

Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

If you getting mugged from everybody you see 

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like 

Okay, it's young Wayne on these hoes 

A.K.A Mr. Make-it-Rain-On-Them-Hoes 

Like ayyy! And everybody say 

Mr. Rainman can we have a rainy day? 

Bring an umbrella, please bring an umbrella 

'Ella, 'ella, 'ella, ayyy! 

Bitch ain't shit but a ho and a trick 

But you know it ain't trickin if you got it 

You know we ain't fuckin if you not thick 

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

So Rolex watch this, I do it, four, five, six 

My click-clack goes the black four-fifth 

And just like it I'll blow that shit 

Cause bitch I'm the bomb like tick, tick 

BIATCH! 

If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) 

Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

If you getting mugged from everybody you see 

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

(Fly!) This-a-way (fly!) that-a-way 

Yeah, it's young Wayne on the hoes 

AKA Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes 

Yeah, young Wayne on the hoes 

Make a stripper fall in love, T-Pain on them hoes 

Uh-huh... um, Young Mula baby