Moula Baby Ok, money on my mind, fuck a nigga thoughts He aint even thank, he aint even seen me with tha pistol and tha shank Walked up to him with put tha pistol to his tank, pussy nigga faint. Pick that pussy up naw let him lay Where im from I see a fuckin dead body every day x4 Hammer in them draws hammer in them draws And yall aint nothing but nails in a wall Bolsters, Holsters, empty like a motha fucka Off my hip clip empty like a motha fucka Ha-ha ok, simply im a burglar but its fly carter inducted to fly squader Ok simply im a motha fucka pimpin aint dead because im pimpin like a motha fucka Now where ya hoe at wipe ya feet on tha door mat ima bring the N-O back like a nigga with no back Ima go forward The top gon get lowered Them hoes gon get cut like a sword I kno it Ye aint gotta tell me I already smell it Ya pussy niggas eatin peanut butter and jealous Youre Los like Angeles But you can find me in a white tan Ellis Juss like Van Halen ima rock out bitch Ima wear that glock like a fuckin outfit I dont care what you know, you dont know nothing bout this And I hope your ass choke when you suck on my dick. Uptown back in it, Hollygrove black menace, black shirt, black tennis, black semi I never sat in a hemi that would offend me Try a maybach or a maybach, bitch I got stacks ya Paychecks on paychecks but I still want pay back I still dont play that, I kill on ASAP We dont do shit but get money all day Put some tennis on my bullets now they runnin yall way I am Young Moula, Young Money all day Where tha drugs so sweet like honey on yay Which one of yall say you want drama im honered Blitz yo ass like a motha fuckin lineman Stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of commas Still where red like an old 49er Fuck shittin on ya ill dump tha whole toilet on ya Weezy F Baby bitch im hotter than Uganda. Please click here if you are not redirected within a few seconds. Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: Lil Wayne Ha-ha! Weezy Related. You gotta check out.
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Moolah baby U already kno Cut the music up mayne [Lil Wayne:] Ok money on my mind Fuck a nigga thoughts He ain't even think He ain't even see me with the pistol and the shank Walked up to him put the pistol to his tank Pussy nigga faint Pick that pussy up Naw let em lay Where I'm from we see a fukin dead body everyday [x3] Hammer'n the draws, hammer'n draws And yal ain't nuttin but nails in the wall Bolsters, holsters empty like a mufuka Off my hip clip empty like a mufuka Hehe ok simply I'm a bug-lover It's fly carter duckin a fly swatter Simply I'm a mufuka pimpin ain't dead because I'm pimpin like a mufuka Now where ya hoe at Wipe ya feet on the doormat I'm a bring the N. Like a nigga with no bat I'm a go forward the top and get lowerd Them hoes Gon get cut like a sword I know it You ain't gotta tell me I already smell it you pussy niggas eatin peanut butter And jealous, you lost, like and jealous But u can find me in a white tan ellis Just like van halen I'm a rock out bitch I'm a wear that glock like a fukkin outfit I'ont care what you know, you don't kno nuttin bout this And I hope ya ass choke when u suck on my dick Weezy! Nah bend over nigga fuck u See I know what's what, who's who, and who is you Move ya lose, move a inch - another ligament you cud loose I'll put you on the ten o clock news 1, 2 buckle ya shoes here come the kid crew Ooh blood ooze will fill up ya whole food Dude usin more tools them tim from home improve Then I play it cool smooth as james brown shoes Don't play with him cause shoot he'll shoot I'm, loose as a goose on that goose With them hoes I'm playin duck, duck goose Boy slick like moose I'm the truth nigga floose I'm a murderer fuck moop Put niggas on mute like Then I come back like good crack I am that and get that I spit crack 6 shot by the 6-pack I spit that where u spit at I send niggas where ya kids at Dnt worry where the kidd at nigga HUHH! M young mula, young money all day Where girls so sweet like honey on yay Which one of yal say ya want drama I'm honered Bitch yo ass like a muthafukin llama Stack of paycheck with a whole bunch of commas Still wear red like a old 49er Fuck shittin on ya dump the whole toilet on ya Weezy f. Letras Biografia Curiosidades Enviar letra. Ouvir Pausar Imprimir Compartilhar.
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Haha, Young Moolah, baby You already know Cut the music up, mayne Okay, money on my mind, fuck a nigga thoughts He ain't even think He ain't even see me with the pistol and the shank Walked up to him, put the pistol to his tank Pussy nigga faint, pick that pussy up, naw let 'em lay Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday Hammer'n the draws, hammer'n draws And y'all ain't nuttin' but nails in the wall Bolsters, holsters empty like a mufuka Off my hip clip, empty like a mufuka Hehe, okay, simply I'm a bug lover It's fly carter duckin', a fly swatter Simply I'm a mufuka pimpin' ain't dead Because I'm pimpin' like a mufuka Now where ya hoe at Wipe ya feet on the doormat I'm a bring the N. Young Mula, Young Money all day Where girls so sweet like honey on yay Which one of yal say ya want drama? I'm honored Bitch yo ass like a muthafuckin' llama Stack of paycheck with a whole bunch of commas Still wear red like a old 49er Fuck shittin' on ya dump the whole toilet on ya Weezy F. Baby, bitch, I'm hotta than Uganda. Volg ons op social media.
So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz,. Next time me and you Cause ain't never wanna meet'cha Yo always talkin' the bullshit Hell no you ain't neva future You always talkin' like a preture But you some of the bullshit You can meet me at the club nigga Fuck the poolpit nigga Fuck the damn altar nigga I ain't sayin' salter nigga Speakin of me let's meet at The parken' lot With all my damn nigga So then we can go on and figure out Who Real and who Fake Cause i see through You like glass nigga So go ahead break I'm not I'm the super AKA slash, slash up in your face Talkin' the bullshit Another garbage and i'll Push you away Strike 1, Bad Mistake Strike 2, Bad Mistake World Series Championship Ain't nothin' nothin' about me rich! Scrap Y'all, Scrap Y'all Woooooooo! Ain't that some muhfuckin' shit Talkin' like you know me Gonna get your punk ass hit Put that down that's weed in the air Keep jumpin' in my face Im gonna knock the dreads Out yo hair Who that be BME you know me Niggas tesin my clique I'm a show ya that im a G Yea thats the same nigga Fuckin' your daughter With the pimpin' out so hard They gonna call it hoe slaughter Sayin' im bitch shorty Who that me playa Even bitches save me for that I'll never date ya Now hoes out your face Can you transelate Talkin all that garbege I'll make ya dicipitate. Bitch Niggaz Lil Scrappy. Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter. Nos avise. Recomendar Twitter. Playlists relacionadas. Mais acessados.
