matchin' slippers or yacht shoes See I don't cruise control I control the cruise Yes. This is a Scott Storch and I'm a hot torch And gettin' money is my sport And understand the rap game is my court So I shall walk and come forth like a Rockport Or some sort of. Brush the platinum grab the straps homie make it happen Comin' through my neighborhood wit' 4's on the Caddy Limo tints out the pound and Uptown crackin' Red bandanna duckin' feds and the money stackin' Rest in peace to Miss Gladys like e'eryday We on the grind for the shine and we gon' get paid Spent a mill' on the wheels custom wit' the navi' 2 of the same whips we doin' it big livin' lavish You ain't know I gotta go Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money You ain't know I gotta go Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money To the money haha Put it on the hood I'm Hollygrove to death I'm already good I'm workin' on my left A jungle on my wrist a circus on my neck Don't forget the Baby no don't forget the F n_ I ain't got a money printer So for this paper chase I'm out runnin' sprinters Yes the last two Cash Money members Shout out to the new Cash Money members Baby and Slim still point guard and center So much money on my mind it's all I remember And I just bought a gun wit' a extender And that b_ hold me up like suspenders Cut like a blender sharper than a b_ They got so many p_ n_z I can make a list n_z wonder why I stress that I am the best 'Cause even bobble heads tell me yes. I got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a lady And you can never pay me I'm from Uptown baby I wake up in the mornin' take a p_ and wash my hands Take a knee and thank the Man then get back to the money You ain't know I gotta go Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money You ain't know I gotta go Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money To the money Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).Lil Wayne You Aint Know ft Birdman Lyrics Lil Wayne - Like Father Like Son Album Lyrics1.1st Key2.About All That3.Ain't Worried Bout Sh*t4.Army Gunz5.Brown Paper Bag6.Cali Dro7.Don't Die8.Get That What I'm Doin'11.Leather So Soft12.Like Father Like More15.Out the Pound16.Over Here Hustlin'17.Respect18.Stuntin' Like My Daddy (Radio Edit)19.Stuntin' Like My Daddy (Street Version)20.You Ain't KnowBirdman Feat. It's just the G in me and I'ma get it 'til I die daddy My whole hood cried when my lil' brother died Poppin' at the mouth like this cutter won't split 'em Money go getter, them clowns can't figure On the grind all the time homie gettin' money
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Or some sort of matchin' slippers or yacht shoes So I shall walk and come forth like a rock port This is a Scott storch and I'm a hot torch Two of the same whips we doin' it big livin' lavish Spent a mill' on the wheels custom with the navi' We on the grind for the shine and we gon' get paid Rest in peace to Miss Gladys like everyday Red bandanna duckin' feds and the money stackin' Limo tints out the pound and uptown crackin' Put it on the hood, I'm Hollygrove to deathĪ jungle on my wrist, a circus on my neckĭon't forget the baby no, don't forget the Fīrush the platinum, grab the straps, homie make it happenĬomin' through my neighborhood with 4's on the caddy Niggaz wonder why I stress that I am the best They got so many pussy niggaz I can make a list So much money on my mind it's all I rememberĪnd that bitch hold me up like suspenders So for this paper chase I'm out runnin' sprintersīaby and Slim still point guard and center Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the money Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money Take a knee and thank the Man, then get back to the money I wake up in the mornin', take a piss and wash my hands Yeah, I got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a ladyĪnd you could never pay me I'm from uptown baby