LIL' WAYNE LYRICS - Nigga Wit Money

"Nigga Wit Money"



[Hook]

Work on the kitchen table

Where the bags at [x3]



Work [x2]



I'ma nigga wit money [x3]

And I don't love dat bitch

I tell er bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch make me rich

I'ma nigga wit money

And I don't love dat bitch



[Verse 1]

Yea, backpack full of stacks all the bitches love me

Don't compare to these rappers I'm on a diff'rent budget

I ain't even gotta practice never gettin rusty

No I ain't lookin down but I see no one above me

The paper bag brown wit durty green money

The bank acount good full of clean money

Fuck chain money

I blow ring money

I bet that mother fucka neva see the big money

Magazine money

Do a spread on me

And you can turn ya back but never turn the feds on me

Read the note attached we got ya lil homey

We need bread homey or das ya dead homey

Im like a corleone meet the fucking mob

I can get you whacked or give ya ass a job

Weezy f. b

I holla cmb

Coca cola classic caffine free



[Hook]



[Verse 2]

Stop playing wit me stop playin wit me bitch

Stop playing wit me stop playing wit me bitch

I'ma cash money stunna on my 14 summa

Dick a bitch down n take erry thang from er

Now run to the kitchen I ain't hungry I ate

Bitch put 36 o's on my plate

See my paw wuz cookin slabs while my mom wuz cookin dinner

See my momma iz a chef n my daddy wuz a dealer

Grand daddy was a dealer and my auntie is a killer

I hope she kno I luv her, pray the pigs never get er

My brother still a baby n my uncle kinda raised me

Yaw pray for his wife cause dat cancer shit iz crazy

My daughters so smart that it scares me

Her mother is an angel she's always there for me

And me I'm just wild I think I need therapy

Because I'm goin after dat money no matter where it be



[Hook]

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