Gudda Gudda - It's Young Money lyrics

[Gudda Gudda] I gets it in all day In the studio all work, no play I could pay a visit to your block all day f** what ya'll say I spit raw hard yay Millz twisting up the sticky not that barnyard hay We just getting to the money then get on our way Yep, 3 whips back to back Followed by a Cadillac Trucks, s*uts with us, fake tits and their a**es fat Gudda ain't your average cat, I'm something like a savage that Came up in the jungle and adjusted to this habitat I'm sick of n***a garbage raps I ain't bout to battle rap Grab the gat, hit 'em in his chest make a cabbage patch I'm after that chedder cheese n***a Where the cabbage at? Gudda Gudda motherf**er there'll be nothing after that I'm bout to go HAM on this motherf**ing track In fact I'm better than a lot of n***as better get your raps intact See me on that big screen and think sh**s sweet Diarrhea music when I let this hot sh** leak Uhh, take heed and listen when a real n***a speak Or slide on a razor blade up sh**s creek, n***a [Hook - Gudda Gudda/Lil Wayne] Uhh, I'm screaming MOB Money Over Bullsh** Don't bullsh** me Hello world it's Little Full Clip Me Got-gotta wake yo a** up, can't let the bullsh** sleep It's Young Money (It's Young Money) It's Young Money We take money It's Young Money (It's Young Money) It's Young Money We make money b*atch [Lil Wayne] I'm talking big money b**h Hammer stay co*ked like Alfred the Hitch Take money like a pimp make money like a mint Gettin money is the only time life make sense People like me, but people like spiders And spiders eat flies and you know what flies eat And kids are the only ones that really blush I'm real as f** I pull that thing and get 'em up That bullet travel hit a gut Then hit your fitted up Hit your whole city up Hit you while you laying down Shots leave you sittin up Run in the bathroom on your girl and get a titty f** Right after I bust a nut I bust the gun get rid of her Y'a bunch of p**y's having a pity party My guns look like they in kindergarten I'm the dirtiest seed in any garden Got more stripes on my sleeve than any sergeant The paralyzed feel me, the blind see me And the deaf can hear me And the smart fear me Wh-which side you on? Hi-highway to heaven, I would drive you home Uhh [Hook] [Lil Wayne] Eagle street where them twenty's go for 25 b**h I'm a boss I got ya ho in my a**embly line Here's Weezy F and the 'F' is for finish line I saved us from hip hop genocide Medication in my cup, it's cause my flow's sick Got a syringe in my drawers, call it dope dick And my girls say you n***as can't f** with me Check my footsteps look like there was couple me's We ain't promised tomorrow, but I feel immortal Bullets beat yo a** up like Miguel Cotto I'm the real Zorro, Rest in peace Toro And when I die, bury me in all Polo Kanyeezy's on my feet with two pony tails b**h I'm hotter than going to hell Oh well and the money is my only mail And I'm a God sippin' syrup out the Holy Grail Oh well And you ain't on sh**, n***a you ain't on sh** Its Young Mula baby lose ya mind on every song b**h I'm in that cherry tone six I'm with a cherry tone b**h And she got very strong lips She got baritone lips so I tell her carry on b**h And when you in my home b**h You are coming out of your House of Dereon, sh**! Twitter Wayne at the top of every song list I'm spittin like a long kiss Live from the throne b**h [Hook]