Juelz Santana Money, Cars, Clothes Lyrics
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:]
d___ I hate a old fake a__ n____
Dats why you only see me with some a__ n____s
We gotta eat early like break fast n____
New Orleans landlord where yo gate pass n____
Like 1, 2, 3, 4, 5-0-4 yeah
p____ a__ n____s don't survive no mo
And the n____s 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 on roll, I roll around ya,
Hit ya with that 2-2 7 times like Casandra
f___in 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___ that f___ f___ f___ f___ f___ that n____ p____ a__ n____
Yea, yea young mullah baby, t streets...
T streets - f___, what the f___ I look like
f___ my verse, n____
Swizz got the hook right
Asian let me catch em with the beam an it's cooked right
Weezy be the crack in the jar and he shook right
And I'm the n____ standin over the stove
With a good price with a b? ride b____
Drive bricks an book flights
Good by bad days, hello good nights
No my c__e look like Carmelo?
Sittin in lebrons, driver seat reclined
2 woman, my mary j disc and my 9
It's my life, my life, my m____ f**kin life
And f___ one time it's...
[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 b____
Straight burn ya body up like a skillet b____
I turn beef to me meyou, be my fil-let b____
And ya stomach ain't gotta hurt for you to feel dat s___
So ain't no love for no otha so say I f**k dem tricks
Ain't 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 n____ 3 times, like the 3 syllables
Word that I know, called (clap) hol - ly - grove
n____ 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
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