Birdman Ft. Lil Wayne - Get That Money

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne] 
I know some niggaz that'll merk ya for a quarter birdy 
You bitch ass niggaz just be lucky that the boy ain't hurtin' 
I got the money to lag and I got that swagger workin' 
I'm smokin' somethin' I can't pronounce behind the Phantom curtains 
What is you hollin' bitch I'm on some gangsta shit 
She wanna make me dinner I tell her make me rich 
You f**kin' wit' a winner but I come from a litter
Hoe but bet I can take that dirt and turn that shit glitter 
I leave the work wit' her yeah she my baby sitter 
And if I find out she stealin' for realer I'ma kill her 
I'm just a money maaan so where the dollars at 
? beat that until the flowers black 
She wanna ride on this I make her ride wit' that 
Her pistol in the ceilin' that's her survival pack 
And do I love her nawww man I just love her spirit 
Blind deaf or crazy it's money over bitches 

[Chorus - Lil Wayne - 2X] 
Now everybody that I know get that money baby 
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby 
You get that cook or that blow you done called a baller 
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie what'cha talkin' 

[Verse 2 - Birdman] 
So get'cha game up take a bitch break a bitch 
Strap her down wit' work and tell her don't trip take a trip 
Get'cha hustle up the money's what you make of it 
These niggaz want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery 
So stop stuntin' homie false promotin' 
It ain't about what'cha makin' it's all about what ya totin' 
Burn him up & leave him naked bring him back to his wife 
The bitch ain't even cry 'cause he was livin' that life 

These niggaz think I'm slippin' 'cause I'm fallin' back 
Bitch I got money in the walls for that 
Young'n get it from the ground homie hold the hood down and 
Don't make a sound if them people swing around this bitch 
Do ya thang whoa' hustle try to stay low 
This is for my old school G's who ain't around this bitch 
But shawty they ain't f**kin' wit' pops 
Let them niggaz chase that pussy we gon' follow that guap... yeah 

[Chorus - Lil Wayne] 

[Verse 3 - Birdman] 
Fifty stacks in the garden in the backyard 
Money talkin' turn a key into a crack charge 
Y'all niggaz ain't eatin' how we eatin' B 
F**k how we used to be now we how we need to be 
If they ain't wit' us they must be against us 
We shoot 'em in the head 'cause they act like they senseless 
If you ain't gettin' bread nigga keep yo' distance 
We sharks over here nigga keep on fishin' 

[Lil Wayne] 
Money money money is my intuition 
Money over bitches such an easy decision 
Young Money money men monster militia 
Hardbody these niggaz boxes of tissue 
That nina will kiss ya that chopper will twist ya 
Them .380 snapshots now smile for the pictures 
Weezy motherf**kin' Baby pay me 
a 9-to-5 is overrated I'm on that grind hoe 

[Chorus - Lil Wayne]