Got Money - Lil Wayne ft T-Pain (lyrics) Pl-Pl-Play-N-Play-N-Play-N-Skillz Yeah, yeah! I need a Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money (woo!) Right now to the VIP section (woo!) You got Young Mula in the house tonight, baby (yeah!) Yeah, haha, yeah, Young (ay-hey) Young, Young, Young, Young Mula, baby! If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way If you getting mugged from everybody you see Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way Now I was bouncing through the club She love the way I Diddy-bop I see her boyfriend hatin\u0027 like a city cop Now I ain\u0027t never been a chicken but my fifty cocked Say I ain\u0027t never been a chicken but my semi cocked Now, where your bar at? I\u0027m tryna rent it out And we so \u0027bout it-\u0027bout it, now what are you about? DJ show me love, he say my name when the music stop \u0022Young Money, Lil Wayne\u0022 then the music drop I make it snow, I make it flurry I make it all back tomorrow, don\u0027t worry Yeah, young Wayne on the hoes A.K.A. Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes Young Money If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way If you getting mugged from everybody you see Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way (streets) It go one for the money, two for the show Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll (Chris) Like some clap on lights in this bitch I\u0027ma be clappin\u0027 all night in this bitch (uh-huh) Lights off (uh-huh), mask on (uh-huh) Creep silent (uh-huh), she smiling He muggin\u0027, who cares? \u0027Cause my goons, are right here Like it\u0027s nothing, to a big dog And I\u0027m a Great Dane, I wear eight chains I\u0027m in so much ice, they yell, \u0022Skate, Wayne!\u0022 She wanna fuck Weezy, but she wanna rape Wayne If you got money (and I\u0027ma let her) (yeah) and you know it (yeah) Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way If you getting mugged from everybody you see Then hang over the wall of the VIP like- Okay, it\u0027s young Wayne on these hoes A.K.A Mr. Make-it-Rain-On-Them-Hoes Like ayy! And everybody say \u0022Mr. Rainman, can we have a rainy day?\u0022 Bring an umbrella, please bring an umbrella \u0027Ella, \u0027ella, \u0027ella, ayy! Bitch, ain\u0027t shit but a hoe and a trick But you know it ain\u0027t trickin\u0027 if you got it You know we ain\u0027t fuckin\u0027 if you not thick And I\u0027ll cool your ass down if you think you\u0027re hot shit So Rolex watch this, I do it, four, five, six My click-clack goes the black four-fifth And just like it, I\u0027ll blow that shit \u0027Cause bitch\u0027 I\u0027m the bomb like, \u0022Tick, tick, \u0022 biatch If you got money (yeah) and you know it (yeah) Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way If you getting mugged from everybody you see Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way (Fly) this-a-way, (fly) that-a-way Yeah, it\u0027s young Wayne on the hoes AKA Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes Yeah, young Wayne on the hoes Make a stripper fall in love, T-Pain on them hoes Uh-huh, um, Young Mula, baby