Money, Cars, Clothes

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 a*s nigga Dats why you only see me with ape a*s niggas We gotta eat early like break fast nigga New Orleans landlord where yo gate pa*s nigga Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5-0-4 yeah pus*y a*s 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 f**kin with 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 [T Streetz:] Yea, yea, ha ha And f**k that f**k f**k f**k f**k f**k that nigga pus*y a*s nigga Yea, yea young mullah baby, t streets... T streets - f**k, what the f**k I look like f**k 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 d**k 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 muthaf**kin life And f**k one time it's young [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 f**k 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 f**k 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