Money, Cars, Clothes Lyrics - The Drought Is Over Part 4 - Lil Wayne

Swizz Beats:] 

Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2] 

I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money 

[Lil Wayne:] 

Mr Angel on the beat 

Young mula baby, and the devil on the flow ha ha ha 

Young mullah baby, and the monsta on the hook ha ha, swizzy! 

Young mullah baby, streeetzz... 

[Lil Wayne:] 

Damn I hate a old fake ass nigga 

Dats why you only see me with ape ass niggas 

We gotta eat early like break fast nigga 

New Orleans landlord where yo gate pass nigga 

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5-0-4 yeah 

Pussy ass niggas don't survive no mo 

And the niggas say they riders 

Ain't riders no mo 

From the deep part of the water where the divers won't go 

Hey sharks, sup piranhas, 

Dem boys catfish, dem boys flounders 

I pop, I roll, I roll around ya, 

Hit ya with that 2-2 7 times like Casandra 

Fuckin with my... 

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[Swizz Beats:] 

Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2] 

I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money 

Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2] 

I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money 

[T Streetz:] 

Yea, yea, ha ha 

And fuck that fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck that nigga pussy ass nigga 

Yea, yea young mullah baby, t streets... 

T streets - fuck, what the fuck I look like 

Fuck my verse, nigga 

Swizz got the hook right 

Asian let me catch em with the beam and it's cooked right 

Weezy be the crack in the jar and he shook right 

And I'm the nigga standin over the stove 

With a good price with a bitch who ride dick 

Drive bricks and book flights 

Good by bad days, hello good nights 

No my coke look like Carmelo blue flights 

Sittin in lebrons, driver seat reclined 

2 woman, my mary j disc and my 9 

It's my life, my life, my muthafuckin life 

And fuck one time it's young 

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[Swizz Beats:] 

Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2] 

I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money 

Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2] 

I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money 

[Lil Wayne:] 

Ha ha. T streets, B A G swalla ha ha 

We young mullah baby yea... 

I murder that boy, I kill that bitch 

Straight burn ya body up like a skillet bitch 

I turn beef to mignon, be my fil-let bitch 

And ya stomach ain't gotta hurt for you to feel dat shit 

So ain't no love for no otha so say I fuck dem tricks 

Ain't no doves flyin now besides birds of dem bricks 

Unless you talkin bout eagle dats the street I know 

The person down the routes couldn't see my flow 

I clap a nigga 3 times, like the 3 syllables 

Word that I know, called (clap) hol - ly - grove 

Nigga fuck yo money, clothes, cars, hoes 

Kids, friends, and foes, and you and den I get back to the... 

[Swizz Beats:] 

Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2] 

I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money 

Money, cars, clothes, hoes [x2] 

I'm from the ghetto so gimmie my money