Gooder(Album Version (Explicit))

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[Verse 1: Jae Millz] Young Money, they go Sittin on the toilet, smokin on some medicated Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they agravated Two things on my mind, one is to keep stylin And the second is to get more of this shit that I'm counting Call me J20, I flow like a fountain And I swear I beat the beat up till that bitch start ouching Keep them bitches' asses bouncin', man 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, I'm from the same place as "Tha Carter" Ha-Harlem And I aint like none of these other niggas I get it, I spend it, your husband on a budget, Mrs. Young Money cloud gang so above you niggas Besides these groupies after the shows, who's fuckin with us? you might as well have a badge, the way you cuff them bitches I slut them bitches, then back to the door, I fuck them bitches [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Times aint the same, shit been going bad But nigga we good, nigga we gooder than the motherfucka Than the motherfucka, this for my motherfuckas We run this motherfucka So fuck them niggas and fuck them hoes Money talks, we say hello and I'm so, I'm so I'm so Young Moolah baby [Verse 2: Gudda Gudda] Ok it's too much paper and not enough hands to count it Paper coming in money never going out where Its young money yeah I hear a lot of niggas doubting This here is god's work, ain't nothing you can do about it So nigga 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 niggas makin petty quotes You can make it rain, we make it flood like the levee broke It's all about the paper, money control my whereabouts About a year from now I'm tryin to break that new McLaren out Wheels of fortune on the whip, Vanna White in it Bitch shotgun, probably be your 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 I'm not coming bitch Like Pain, Wayne and Mack Maine, I got money bitch [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Times aint the same, shit been going bad But nigga we good, nigga we gooder than the motherfucka Than the motherfucka, this for my motherfuckas We run this motherfucka So fuck them niggas and fuck them hoes Money talks, we say hello and I'm so, I'm so I'm so Young Moolah baby [Verse 3: Mack Maine] Yeah, Young Money I'm the boss, you don't wanna come across Money do summersaults, bentley on young adults stuntin on them hoes, it ain't me, its the money folk Still make it rain, get struck by a money bolt What it is though, I know what it aint Yall go hard, I go to the bank Check my check stubs, bitch it's Mack Maine Young money up and runnin, join the campaign [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Times ain't the same, shit been goin bad Bend a bitch over, pull some money out her ass I'm tired of the game, cuz it ain't what it was The chopper's so close, I can give that bitch a hug and a gangster need love, so I keep a gangster bitch I got that dope dick, there ain't a bitch I can't addict And I'm lookin at the game, I roll my eyes I looked at the clock and the hands were tied because [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Times aint the same, shit been going bad But nigga we good, nigga we gooder than the motherfucka Than the motherfucka, this for my motherfuckas We run this motherfucka So fuck them niggas and fuck them hoes Money talks, we say hello and I'm so, I'm so I'm so Young Moolah baby