Letras:
Lil Wayne Ain T That A Bitch

: (feat. Lil Wayne And The Clipse) [Lil Wayne:] Money to be made best believe a nigga glockin' I run it myself like a quarterback option I pitch

like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood! [Chamillionaire] I'm the realest youngster thats breathin, and I don't gotta give a reason Chamillionaire a

told niggas I ain't a Game All black gold chain, looking like the saint is playin' He sold a milli, I'm vanilli So it ain't a thing to make it rain in

me honey Cash money in this bitch, we throwin' Lambo money Shawty that ain't nothin' won't you sell that dope to me Blood money coupe, beat her like Ike Turner Chunk a

that fall Homie I got cake that's what I'm paying them for (aha!) Ain't that funny? Cuz niggas want war but ain't got money Cuz I've seen them all talking

Got a chick in D.C. and she a pretty young thing (true) It's like that candy bar, everyday's a payday (ok) I ain't got no money, I got all money (what

your watch cost a hundred, you ain't ridin 28's You ain't stuntin like this (no) You ain't stuntin like this (no) And if your crib didn't come with the

: (with Lil' Wayne, Lil' Zane, Sammie) Throw me the ball and watch me what I do with it We got Bow Wow in the house My man Lil' Zane, Lil' Wayne, Sammie

ll let a pistol dismiss you if it's a issue Of a tissue that money'll get you clapped quick! (COME ON!) Turn a wimp past wittle to a gym class hero When