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Lil Wayne
Nigga Wit Money
Lyrics

[Chorus]
Work on the kitchen table.
Where da bags at?
Work on the kitchen table.
Where da bags at?
Work on the kitchen table.
Where da bags at?
Work, Work.
Ima nigga wit money.
Ima nigga wit money.
Ima nigga wit money.
And I dont love that bi*ch.
I tell her "Bitch, bi*ch, bi*ch, bi*ch, make me rich"
Ima nigga wit money, and I dont love that bi*ch.

[Verse 1]
Yeah
Back pack full of stacks, all the bi*ches love me.
Dont compare to these rappers im on a different budget.
I aint even gotta practice, never gettin rusty.
No i aint lookin down, but i see no one above me.
The paper bag brown, but dirty green money.
The bank account good, full of clean money.
Fuck chain money, i blow ring money.
I bet that motherf*cker never seen the big money.
Magazine money, do a spread on me.
And you could turn your back, but never turn the pigs on me.
Read the not attatched, we got ya Lil Homie.
We need bread homie, or thats ya dead homie.
Im like the Coleone, meet the f*ckin mob.
I could get ya whacked, or give your a*s a job.
Weezy F. B., I holla CMB.
Coca-Cola classic, Caffine free.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Stop playin wit me, stop playin wit me bi*ch.
Stop playin wit me, stop playin wit me bi*ch.
Ima Cash Money stunna.
On my 14 summer.
Dick a bi*ch down, n take everything from her.
Now run to the kitchen, i aint hungry i ate.
Bicth put 36 O's on my plate.
See my paw was cookin slabs, while my mom was cookin dinner.
See my mom was a chef, and my daddy was a dealer.
Grand daddy was a dealer, and my auntie is a killer.
I hope she know i love her, pray the pigs never get her.
My brother still a baby.
And my uncle kinda raised me.
Yall pray for his wife, cuz that cancer shit is crazy.
And my daughter is so smart that it scares me.
Her mother is an angel, shes always there for me.
But me, im just wild, and i think i need therapy.
Because im goin after that money, no matter where it be.
I got..

[Chorus]