Young Money - Gooder Lyrics

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[jae millz]

Sittin on the toilet

Smokin on some medicated

Count the loose thousands

Im livin good they agravated

Two things on my mind

One is to keep stylin

And the second is to get more of this shit that im counting

Call me j2o

I flow like a fountain

Then i swear i beat the beat up till that b-tch start ouching

Keep them b-tches' asses bouncin

Then we fly like a falcon

Comparing them to us is like a pebble to a mountain

Im a uptown flamethrower young money firestarter

Had to sign on wayne

Im from the same place as "tha carter"

Ha-harlem

And i aint like none of these other n-ggas

I get it i spend it your husband on a budget mrs.

Y-young money cloud gas so i buff you n-ggas

Besides these groupies after the shows who's f-ckin with us?

You might as well have a badge the way you cuff them b-tches

I slut them b-tches we back to the dome i f-ck them b-tches

(chorus)

[lil wayne]

Times aint the same

Sh-t been going bad

But n-gga we good

N-n-gga we gooder than the motherf-cka

Th-than the motherf-cka

This for my motherf-ckas

We run this motherf-cka

So f-ck them n-ggas

And f-ck them hoes

Money talks

We say hello

And im so

I-im so

Im so

Young mula baby!

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[gudda gudda]

Ok its too much paper

And not enough hands to count it

P-paper coming in money never going outward

Its young money yeah i hear a lot of n-ggas doubting

This here's god work aint nothing you can do about it

So n-gga join the team or you can catch the sideline

And just get out the game or get hit from the blind side

We makin money while you n-ggas makin petty quotes

You can make it rain we make it flood like the levee broke

Its all about the paper

Money control my whereabouts

And bout a year from now im tryin to break that new mclaren out

Wheels of fortune on the whip vanna white in it

B-tch shotgun

Prolly be yo wife in it

Hustle year round nothing come in front of that

Rap real estate and work

I can make a ton with that

Pay me in advance so im not coming b-tch

Like pain wayne and mack maine

I got money b-tch

(chorus)

[mack maine]

Yeah young money im the boss

You dont wanna come across

Money do summersaults

Bentley on young adults

Stuntin on them hoes it aint me

Its the money fault

Still make it rain get struck by a money bow

What it is though

I know what it aint

Yall go hard i go to the bank

Check my check stub b-tch its mack maine

Young money up and runnin

J-join the campaign

[lil wayne]

Times aint the same

Sh-t been goin bad

Bend a b-tch over pull some money out her ass

Im tired of the game cuz it aint what it was

The chopper's so close i can get that b-tch a hug

And a gangster need love so i keep a gangster b-tch

I got that dope d-ck there ain't a b-tch i can't addict

And im lookin at the game i roll my eyes

I-i looked at the clock and the hands were tied because

(chorus)

Young mula baby yeah (x8)

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