Gooder
Mack Maine, Lil Wayne, Jae Millz, Young Money, Gudda Gudda
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Young Money, they go Sittin' on the toilet, smokin' on some medicated Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated Two things on my mind, one is to keep stylin' And the second is to get more of this s*** that I'm counting Call me J-2-0, I flow like a fountain And I swear I beat the beat up till that b**** start ouchin' Keep them b****es' a**es bouncin', man we fly like a falcon Comparing them to us is like a pebble to a mountain I'm a uptown flamethrower young money fire starter Had to sign to Wayne, I'm from the same place as "Tha Carter" Ha-Harlem And I ain't like none of these other n****s I get it, I spend it, your husband on a budget, Mrs. Young Money cloud gang so above you n****s Besides these groupies after the shows, who's f***in' with us? You might as well have a badge, the way you cuff them b****es I slut them b****es, then back to the door, like f*** them b****es [Chorus] Times ain't the same, s*** been going bad But n**** we good, n**** we gooder than a mu'f***a Than a mu'f***a, this for my mu'f***as We run this mu'f***a So f*** them n****s And f*** them hoes Money talks, We say hello And I'm so, I'm so I'm so Young mula baby OK it's too much paper and not enough hands to count it Paper coming in money never going outward Its young money yeah I hear a lot of n****s doubting This here is God's work, ain't nothing you can do about it So n**** 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 n****s 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 B**** 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 b**** Like Pain, Wayne and Mack Maine, I got money b**** [Chorus] Yeah, Young Money I'm the boss, you don't wanna come across Money do somersaults, 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 ain't Y'all go hard, I go to the bank Check my check stubs, b**** it's Mack Maine Young money up and runnin', join the campaign Times ain't the same, s*** been goin' bad Bend a b**** over, pull some money out her a** I'm tired of the game, 'cause it ain't what it was The chopper's so close, I can give that b**** a hug And a gangster need love, so I keep a gangster b**** I got that dope dick, there ain't a b**** 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] Young mula baby Yeah Young mula baby Yeah Young mula baby Yeah Young mula baby Yeah Young mula baby Yeah Young mula baby Yeah Young mula baby Yeah Young mula baby
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Written by: ANDRE CHRISTOPHER LYON, MARCELLO VALENZANO, JERMAINE ANTHONY PREYAN, EDWARD JOHN MONTILLA, CARL E. LILLY, DWAYNE CARTER, JARVIS ANTONIO MILLS
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