I Got Some Money On Me Lyrics - The Greatest Rapper Alive - 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 

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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 

Uptown gangsta life, made man, 5 star nigga 

Ya understand me, give a hundred and hundreds 

1 hundred 

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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 

Priceless, fresh off an island, hundred mill 

Bitch we the bidness, 5 star gangsta, mula, crazy