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[Verse 1: Currency] These niggas are not like me I been playin bapes since niggas thought they was bootleg nikes This hoe put my name in a lot of bullshit, tryin to spite me Guess she upset, cause she know I gotta wifey Million dollar niggas still pushin Dodge Magnums It holds 10 bodies, dependin on how ya stack em Young boy never been attracted to madness I'm inside watchin re-runs on "What's Happenin" Lu been stackin, boy been concert since Wayne had my silver g wagon Hot Spitta got a flow so proper All these girls watchin me like soap operas [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Money, drugs, bitches, liquor Money, drugs, bitches, liquor Money, drugs, bitches, liquor Let's have ourselves a party! [Verse 2: Currency] Ye And ya know I'm not playin man You want a concert, well ya gotta pay the man Look at my shirts and socks, call it the gator man My cross over good, that's how I shake dem haters man Ye SongtexteI got girls all over Tell me what cha like and I'll call em over I'm a high roller And I ain't got no dogs in my yard, but I own a couple rovers And you know how I get down there Call before ya come, don't pop around here Because it ain't be tellin who be found here Either cookin cocoa cheese griss around here [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Money, drugs, bitches, liquor Money, drugs, bitches, liquor Money, drugs, bitches, liquor Let's have ourselves a party! [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Ballin with shawty, she all over me Um me how could a bitch say no to me And I don't fuck with them niggas I want money, drugs, bitches, liquor [Verse 4: Currency] You know when I first got my deal, I got two porsches And a hundred pairs of all white Air Forces Never seen me with a bitch that ain't gorgeous The boy flow hotter than papa pan's porridge Pull out the garage in a Lotus No it ain't the newest model out but it's hard to notice I got more ice than a super-sized drink And I know I'm the shit, I don't care what you think You niggas ain't livin by the gun I have you in a hospital bed being visited by nuns Y'all pussy and I smell it Make me stretch cheese on your head like a interval helmet [Chorus: Lil Wayne] Money, drugs, bitches, liquor Money, drugs, bitches, liquor Money, drugs, bitches, liquor Let's have ourselves a party! Aus Songtexte Mania