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LIL' WAYNE lyrics : "Money, Cars, Clothes"

(feat. Swizz Beatz)

[Swiss 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 $$# ^!$$%

Dats why you only see me wit some bape $$# ^!$$%s
We gotta eat early like break fast ^!$$%
New Orleans land of where yo gate pass ^!$$%

Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, on 4
#~!!@ $$# ^!$$%s wont survive no mo
And the ^!$$%s say it is ours

but it aint ours no mo
From the deep part of the water where the divers wont go
Hey sharks, sup piranhas,

dem boys catfish, dem boys flanges
I pop on grove, I roll around ya,
hit ya wit that 2 2 step 10 times like ensenza

$#&@in wit my..
[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] yea, yea, ha ha

And $#&@ that $#&@ $#&@ $#&@ $#&@ $#&@ that ^!$$% #~!!@ $$# ^!$$%
Yea, yea young mullah baby, t streets..
T streets - $#&@, what the $#&@ I look like

$#&@ my verse, ^!$$%
swizz got the hook right
Asian let me catch em wit the beam an its cooked right

Weezy be the crack in the jar and he shook right
And im the ^!$$% standin over the stove
Wit a good price wit a b? ride (*##$

Drive bricks an book flights
Good by bad days, hello good nights
No my !@%!e look like Carmelo?

Sittin in lebrons, driver seat reclined
2 woman, my mary j disc and my 9
Its my life, my life, my mutha $#&@in life

And $#&@ one time its..
[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 (*##$
Straight burn ya body up like a skillet (*##$

I turn beef to me meyou, be my fil-let (*##$
And ya stomach aint gotta hurt for you to feel dat %#@!
So aint no love for no otha so say I $#&@ dem tricks

Aint no loves flyin now besides birds of dem bricks
Unless you talkin bout eagle dats the street I know
The person now the routes to couldn't see my flow

I clap a ^!$$% 3 times, like the 3 syllables
Word that I know, called (clap) hol - ly - grove
^!$$% $#&@ 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

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