Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money or Graveyard, artist - Lil Wayne. Album song Dont Crucify Me, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.09.2013
Record label: Nyc haze entertainment
Song language: English
Money or Graveyard |
Gudda Gudda |
Young gudda money bags hot like hell bitch |
I look like paper got a new money smell bitch |
Pockets full of Luciana my plug Mexicana so I push keys like a brand new piana |
Young money the safe like a bank volt my old school wet you should how much the |
paint cost |
Its m.o.e nigga money over everything mutha fuck life shit this paper is what |
im cherishin |
Im so sincere like belly you haten I can tell it cuz you broke like the levey |
Im smoking like the chevy exhaust pipe I horse pipe your girl an get back to |
the filthy |
Got cheese like the deli a lot of mozzarella a soon to be legend thank makaveli |
And like Kanyeezy its nothing you can tell me nigga plus I never sleep theres |
not a dream you can sell me |
Hook |
So give me money or give me the graveyard |
Gudda Gudda |
Im the money man money money in the duffle bag |
I don’t play the cards life deals so I shuffle them |
Grind hard scuffle an fight for my spot with my muscle an bench press the |
shotgun im pumpin it |
We gonna get us or we gonna take theres with a nickle plated nina with a |
trigger cold hand |
Play with that paper you’ll be in a wheel chair I knock them wheels off nigga |
you gonna need a spare |
Yeah im goin off like the lights ain’t paid cut your mutha fuckin lights out |
any day |
Best believe me I need me got three c`s so im tryin sell a milli quick like C 3 |
Yeah im high definition TV you gonna need glasses better yet 3D Ha bet you |
mutha fucka`s see me its hard to get paper but I make it look easy |
Hook |
Lil Wayne |
Uh ohhh |
Uh ohhhh |
So give me money or give me the graveyard |
Well look at the time, I am the alarm clock |
Hurricane Wayne they like when will that storm stop |
Boy I’m Optimus Prime, and shit on all you robots And what-not, I come around |
yo buhh-lock like bllllll-atttt |
I rrrrock a nigga like Aerosmith, I’m arrogant Like fuck you, pay me, every cent |
Its very simple, I don’t know poor no more I keep a bunch of toys and ho ho ho |
Ya know ya got money when a ho dont act funny |
Bitch, I don’t know you all I know is that money |
Yeah I’m gettin' to the paper, im sippin' on that maple My chopper has no |
manners cause its sittin' on the table |
Don’t you know my nigga Gudda fuckin' kidnap kids |
Fuck 'em in the ass, and throw 'em over the bridge |
Thats how it is, my shit is layed out And you get layed out, if I dont get paid |
out Ya dig |