Lil'Wayne,Youn Money Knuck If U Buck Lyrics
[Verse 1: Yung Money]
Young man for president I probably paint the white house black if it was my residence Bush back in office some n____s feel thats irrelavent cause they still peddlin this medicine but anyway anyday I cuzzerk I quick and make my semi spray just to blow your men away stiff arm my bery tight but it stay like a penetray yung money we outta school but we got chemistry young spitta young man young cop young mall taspo we dont pass the rock n____ we ball hard mash low in the escalade n____ yall all fall jack yo fresh a__ caddy and steal yo white walls n____ we dont like yall hell yeah we will fight yall we aint on no tyson s___ we aint tryna bite yall knuckin if you buckin probably bust it at yo cousin our yungin thats bout sumtin yall n____s aint bout nuttin
[Verse 2: Lil' Wayne]
n____ we bustin and bustin to the banga bust no we dont run for the olympics but the flame with us I got that tustin that scummy and that angel dust so pick yo high I will supply and correct changes wussup we bringin bustin we bustin like this thang for us you n____s is sleevless man you cant hang with us i got a b____ who speak spanglish she keep her bankles danglin and the cocaine is right up in the a___ owanus right up in the spot where he suppost to B got over at the game and now he coaching me but I been a champion happy as i ever been wampin in the hamptons like what the f___ is hammock the chef up in the kitchen like what the f___ is a samich im like we got a fine middle grind we need balance challenge me i be to my advantage im outstanding like standing outside up in a twista and walking I damage standing outside in a blizzard and walking high hand it serving nicklebacks in Iraq bet i will not panic swerve the nickelback if i wrack bet i will not panic cop another one the next day and driving crazier the seats will be lazier s___ will be gravier nina sarafina my girl so then i baby her wavin her at two crazy fu gazzys im to brazzy three brazzys dee we got 3-80s and p-80s 9s 9s m-10s m-1s and 12 gauges shell cases money put up for jail cases bail make it my momma say tuck ya chain son theyll take I hit with one of them stail faces LIKE Ill be dammed momma they know who i am momma im still your Lil' boy but to them im the man momma f___ with ya boy man holly grew the hood n____ throw in ya face till you get that understood
[Verse 3: Yung Money]
n____s know im heavy with the colt with the colt in a Impala SS and it sittin heavy on the spokes never am i broke man im playin with some change I get a n____ soaked like he playin in the rain and everywhere i go a hoe stayin in my chain im the most valueable player in the game these haters wanna ride because i got more kicks then n____s with black belts in karate keep her real bone with a real nice body just copped the lac and a yellow mazarati n____s aint f___in wit the don when yung money shoppin we dont leave nuttin in the mall these n____s aint as rich as us man ya rims to small get your m________in inches up cause i copped me a Benz today just to go on 106th and park and hand the keys over to Free and AJ
YUP!!!!
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