the night till the sunrise Ooooh wahoooo, ooooh (And this is what it sounds like) Ooooh wahoooo, ooooh (Came up from the ground like) [Verse 1 - Ace Hood] Pummy yummy yummy, mom addicted to money
doubted, but Young is sprouting above them all Straight out the Broward County gutter skipping metaposs No homo I keep it solo but I will never fall Now every call that I get the money
hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard [Verse 1 - Ace Hood] Okay, I'm booked out until August Show money
with big mouths All this stress, all I got is this big house Couple of cars, I don't bring half of them shits out All of this ace of spade, I drank just
When you gettin' that money my nigga (Get this money) I spit this for my riders Twenty-inch rims and wide body drivers We can't let nothin' stop us (Get this money) Young
Some serious ass shit jumped off a little bit over an hour ago My ace Boon just got peelt at the corner store It's unbelievable, I'm shocked, this can
Uh, put your weight on it Uh, and uh, Prince Paul, bring me on and uh Aiyyo Botch, bring me on and uh Mad Money Murph just bring me on and uh Just bring
the money Keep your eye on the money Keep your eye on the money Keep your eye on the money Keep your eye, keep your eye on the money Keep your eye,
, don't worry It's cool Illegal search (Do you wanna see it?) (I'm gonna do it) What the hell are you lookin' for? Can't a young man make money anymore
no sympathy for the soft Niggas snitchin', I know bitches who clippin' your dick off I'ma boss champagne with the steak Pink rose jay sittin' ace by da case Brisco line, 2 young
they finna ride but that fashion statement is tellin' a lie I'm pelican fly Mac 11 inside my bullets come with wings and your cerebellum can fly fuckin' right oh yeah Young Money
Light My See Through Blunt Whatchu Kno Bout It? Get It! Weezy's The Name Moneys The Game Already! (Verse 1) Hard Body Muddafucka Got The Heart Of A Killer Young
hard body muthafuka, got a heart of a killa young God in the building bouta start a religion bout to call Bin Laden up and order some missles bring them
[Lil Wayne] 1st Verse Hard body motherfucker got the heart of a killer Young Guard in the buildin bout to start a religion Bout to
ma rape it and leave Yea Young... now give me some pussy I ain?t gotta paper chase cuz my paper come to me I know money look good Bitch I know that why
Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard [Verse 1 - Ace Hood] Okay, I'm booked out until August Show money
or get flopped Let it drip or get dropped I represent uptown I 50 round on clowns I turn smiles into frowns I from the place of places I be the ace of
ll get mad and try ta flush your head down the toirlet Baby gave me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a