[Jae Millz]
Sittin on the toilet
Smokin on some medicated
Count the loose thousands
I´m livin good they agravated
Two things on my mind
One is to keep stylin
And the second is to get more of this shit that im counting
Call me J2O
I flow like a fountain
Then i swear i beat the beat up till that b-tch start ouching
Keep them b-tches´ asses bouncin
Then we fly like a falcon
Comparing them to us is like a pebble to a mountain
I´m a uptown flamethrower young money firestarter
Had to sign on Wayne
I´m from the same place as "Tha Carter"
Ha-Harlem
And i aint like none of these other n-ggas
I get it, i spend it, your husband on a budget, Mrs.
Y-Young Money cloud gas so i buff you n-ggas
Besides these groupies after the shows, who´s f-ckin with us?
You might as well have a badge, the way you cuff them b-tches
I slut them b-tches, we back to the dome, i f-ck them b-tches

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[Lil Wayne]
Times aint the same
Sh-t been going bad
But n-gga we good
N-n-gga we gooder than the motherf-cka
Th-than the motherf-cka
This for my motherf-ckas
We run this motherf-cka
So f-ck them n-ggas
And f-ck them hoes
Money talks
We say hello
And im so
I-im so
I´m so
Young mula baby!

[Gudda Gudda]
Ok its too much paper
And not enough hands to count it
P-paper coming in money never going outward
I´ts young money yeah i hear a lot of n-ggas doubting
this here´s God work aint nothing you can do about it
So n-gga 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-ggas makin Petty quotes
You can make it rain we make it flood like the levee broke
I´ts all about the paper
Money control my whereabouts
And bout a year from now im tryin to break that new McLaren out
Wheels of fortune on the whip, Vanna White in it
B-tch shotgun
Prolly be yo 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 im not coming b-tch
Like pain, wayne, and mack maine
I got money b-tch

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[Mack maine]
Yeah, young money im the boss
You dont wanna come across
Money do summersaults
Bentley on young adults
Stuntin on them hoes it aint me
It´s the money fault
Still make it rain, get struck by a money bow
What it is though
I know what it aint
Yall go hard, i go to the bank
Check my check stub, b-tch its mack maine
Young money up and runnin
J-join the campaign

[Lil wayne]
Times aint the same
Sh-t been goin bad
Bend a b-tch over, pull some money out her ass
I´m tired of the game, cuz it aint what it was
The chopper´s so close, i can get that b-tch a hug
And a gangster need love, so i keep a gangster b-tch
I got that dope d-ck, there ain´t a b-tch i can´t addict
And im lookin at the game, i roll my eyes
I-i looked at the clock and the hands were tied because

(Chorus)

Young mula baby, yeah (x8)