I Got Some Money On Me

I got some money on me I’m bout to kill these hoes I don’t be politicin', I’m not political f******u talkin' about? bitch I’m Kenneth Cole My goons masked up, Rey Mysterio Bitch, eat somethin' I don’t like skinny hoes I hit her from the back She on her tippy toes I smoke that Green Day, I’m on my Billie Joe I’m a dog bitch: B-IN-G-O I’m a rich ass nigga, you bitch ass nigga I’m from the school of Hard Knocks You skipped class nigga Tell her bust that p***y open Bend it over bring it back Get some brain out that ho and Call that ho a "brainiac" I got some money on me I’m bout to kill these hoes I got some money on me I’m bout to kill these hoes f******u talkin' about? bitch I’m Kenny Cole I’m a dog bitch: bingo Every bad bitch love me, I’m Young Money Tell em pop that p***y for me Pop that p***y for me And my niggas got the guns They're aimin' at your skully Tell them: "pop that p***y for me" Pop that p***y for me! Uptown gangsta life, made man, 5 star nigga Ya understand me, give a hundred and hundreds 1 hundred Yeah if you a bad bitch Say "fuck them other hoes!" I’m in my lane bitch, you a gutter bowl Boogers in the watch, it got a runny nose I like a pink p***y, just like a bunny nose And we are Young Money, the untouchables I hit her from the back I make her touch her toes I’m on that drink baby, I think I’m comotosed I’m feelin' real good, Stevie Wonder-ful And everybody with me strapped Tell them hoes adapt shoot ‘em in his head He dead before he collapse Young Money we the crap, no salary cap Money talks bitch and mines yap, yap, yap I got some money on me I’m bout to kill these hoes I got some money on me I’m bout to kill these hoes If you a bad bitch, say fuck them other hoes I’m feelin' real good, Stevie Wonder-ful And we don’t talk about it, we do it, do it Nigga Shit can get ugly, Patrick Ewing, nigga Them niggas can’t see me But I see through them niggas And fuck the police, on or off duty nigga Yeah young Money gunnas Cash Money mobsters headshots, one on top Top flow Yeah i’m on some other shit I’m stuntin' on them hoes Bitch I’m smokin' pot, like I’m on the stove I’m in this bitch, bitch, I’m so Hollygrove Them hoes treasure me, like a pot of gold Boy, you thin crust, fuckin' Dominoes I’m laughin' to the bank This shit is comical We do it real big, astronomical I make her fall for me, bitch, Geronimo Now get it poppin for a nigga Show me what you’re workin' with I’m fly as a mothafucker bitch, no turbulence Please know my niggas got Them pistols for emergencies I’m lookin' for a head doctor For some brain surgery Some money on me, I’m bout to kill these hoes I got some money on me I’m bout to kill these hoes I’m laughin' to the bank This shit is comical I make her fall for me, bitch, Geronimo 50 shots in a chopper, break em off proper You niggas can’t see me, fuck yo binoculars I’ma coconut Ciroc’er, a beast like Chewbacca I’m runnin' this shit, I Don’t even need blockers, uh huh Yeah (Alright) priceless (Uh, huh) Fresh off an island (Alright) Hundred mill (Uh, huh) Bitch we the bidness (Alright) 5-star gangsta (Alright) Moola, crazy (Alright, yeah) Shining on you bitches I got some money on me I’m bout to kill these hoes I got some money on me I’m bout to kill these hoes sparkling lights --- I Got Some Money on Me - Lil Wayne and Birdman