Verse 1 (Fabolous)
I'm with 101 niggas, we dalmatian doggy deep
And fly with the tongue, so if you feel the froggy leap
Kermit, you better think before you ribbit
Don't be murdered over your song before you ad-lib it
I pop up like Xzibit but given I'm at your crib it's
Not to put no fucking fish tanks in your Civic
Fuck getting your ride pimped, you'll get hog-tied, whipped
Have you in the trunk, curled up like fried shrimp
It's been a good year; maybe I should ride the blimp
'Cause your boy just stay above the game
They tryna tag him, spray a brotha frame
But your shots can't reach me, I'm way above your aim
Go ahead, nigga, say another name
Take this family for a joke, play them Wayans brothers games
And I'ma get you sucka, I be schemin' with this Keenan
Aimin' with this Damon, I'm puttin' that Major Payne in
My little man, it's on ya, Marlon and Shawn ya
Lay the beef on his noodle, make some Luger lasagna
40-cal fettucini, trey pound pasta
You reach for this medallion, you must like Italian, nigga
You only see me pushin' if the driver's tired
I work the S6 ever since the five retired
The drop top, they say it's ocean drive inspired
So you can call a cab, once your bitch fall for Fab

Hook
I get money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than a bitch, but I can see
I got everything
You got nothing
And you ain't got nothing on me
I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Money you ain't never seen
I got everything
You got nothing
And you ain't got nothing on me

Verse 2 (Juelz Santana)
I'm on the grind till the police come
With that pistol on my side, boy, don't be dumb
I'll let that semi twirl ya, now you can follow the drip
'Cause one shot outta the clip'll jheri curl ya
Leave you sloppy like seconds, obey me like peasants
Or get opened up like presents, please
My young boys wilin' for respect
Slit ya throat, have ya smilin' with ya neck, say cheese
My dough's a bit longer, my flow is just sorta
My wrists look like frozen Poland spring water
So tell me boys, tell me boys, who you think you're messin' with?
I get money out the ass, that's some expensive shit
Haven't ya'll all heard? (What?) Ya''l all herbs (Yup)
I stick toothpicks (Where?) In ya'll hors d'oeuvres
Listen, I'm a shark, ya'll are just coyfish
What else? Octopus
What else? Oysters
I got my eye on your wifey now
I have her lick me up (up) and then wipe me down (down)
She told me you's a nag, you's a bug (damn)
She told me I'm a blast, I'm a stud (damn!)
She told me you be beastin', you'd be checkin' for burns,
So I gave her kneepads for the rug
It's skull gang from the chain of the lifestyle
You surfboard dudes get wiped out, totally

Hook
I get money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than a bitch, but I can see
I got everything
You got nothing
And you ain't got nothing on me
I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Money you ain't never seen
I got everything
You got nothing
And you ain't got nothing on me

Verse 3 (Lil Wayne)
Get you, three four, get you
Like the number after one, I'ma get me too
It's Weezy, FU, now you gotta have a baby
My money don't fold or bend, Mercedes
Grey-black, Maybach
And I got a 4-4 and a K, like eight stacks
Fuck your city and your town, I state facts
Take that, no, better yet, like Diddy, take that
Wait, rats, I hate rats,
I clean 'em out like Ajax,
Got paper like a fax machine, ass-a-neen
Damn, I mean asinine
I'm dapper don
And after me, there will be nine
Damn, I mean there will be none
I will be one
Of the greatest things you've ever felt, you've ever seen, or heard
Car-ter, Har-vard, ya'll scurred, not me
Not I, call me young Popeye
Tell Bruno I'm a nuno
I'll bring rail to your fun'rul
Damn, I mean fun-e-rall, fun-e-rull
You say tomato, I say to-mah-to
You say get 'em, I say got 'em
Yeah, I got 'em
And you better keep payin' me, 'cause you don't want my problems
I be wilin' like Capital One, what is in your wallet?
You fly, but what is it to pilot?
Weezy, at the top, foot up in yo bottom
Damn, I mean foot up in yo ass
I kick that shit, now gon put it in the trash
Deezle

Hook
I get money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than a bitch, but I can see
I got everything
You got nothing
And you ain't got nothing on me
I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Money you ain't never seen
I got everything
You got nothing
And you ain't got nothing on meI get money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than a bitch, but I can see
I got everything
You got nothing
And you ain't got nothing on me
I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Big money, nigga
Big money, nigga
Big money, nigga
And you ain't got nothing on me



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    General Comment:This SONG is OFF the HOOK. Lil Wayne's chorus...amazing. Wayne's stanza sounds amazing...so fluid...he just can free verse and maintain the rhythm. That's the next lil wayne...be able to free verse while staying on rhythm.
    schoolboy86on October 29, 2009   Link

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