Gooder (Album Version|Explicit)

Gooder (Album Version|Explicit) - Young Money

Young Money here we go

Sitting on the toilet smokin' on sum medicated

Countin' loose thousands I'm living good dey aggrivated

Two things on my mind one is to keep stylin'

N tha second is to keep more of this sh*t that I'm countin'

Call me j20 I flow like a fountain

N I swear I beat da beat up til dat b**ch start ouchin

Keep them b**ches asses bouncin

Be flyer like a falcon

Comparin' them to I is like a pebble to a mountain

I'm a uptown flame thrower young money fire starter

I had to sign to wayne

I'm from the same place as the carter

Harlem

N I ain't like none of these otha niggas

I get it I spend it yo husband on a budget misses

Young money cloud gang we so above you niggas

Besides these groupies after these shows who f**kin' with us

You might as well have a badge the way you cuff dem b**ches

I slut dem b**ches n back to the dough like f**k dem b**ches

Times ain't the same

Sh*t done gone bad

But ni**a we good

Ni**a we good den a ma f**ka

Den a ma f**ka

Dis for my ma f**kas

We run dis ma f**ka

So f**k dem niggas n f**k dem hoes

Money talks

We say hello

N I'm soo

I'm soo

I'm soo

Young mula baby

Ok it's too much paper n not enough hands to count it

Paper coming in money never going outward

It's young money yea I here alotta niggas doubt me

This here is gods work ain't nothing you can do about it

So ni**a join the team or you can catch the side line

Or just get out the game or get hit from the blind side

We makin' money while you niggas makin' petty quotes

You can make it rain we make it flood like the levy broke

It's all about the paper money controls my where-abouts

About a year from now I'm tryna break dat new mclaren out

Wheels of fortune on the whip phantom white in it

B**ch shotgun prolly be ya wife in it

Hustle year round nothing come n front of dat

Rap real estate n work I can make a ton wit dat

Pay me in advance I'm not coming' b**ch

Like pain wayne n mack maine I got money b**ch

Times ain't the same

Sh*t done gone bad

But ni**a we good

Ni**a we good den a ma f**ka

Den a ma f**ka

Dis for my ma f**kas

We run dis ma f**ka

So f**k dem niggas n f**k dem hoes

Money talks

We say hello

N I'm soo I'm soo I'm soo young mula baby

Young money underboss

U don't wanna come a cross

Money doing summer saults

Bentley on yellow daunts

Stuntin' on dem hoes it ain't me it's the money fault

Still make it rain get struck by a money bolt

What it is doe

I know what it ain't

Yall go hard

I go to the bank

Check my check stubs

B**ch it's mack maine

Young money up n runnin'

Join the campaign

Times ain't the same

Sh*t done gone bad

Bend a b**ch over pull sum money out her a**

I'm tired of the game

'Cuz it ain't wat it was

Dat chopper so close I can give dat b**ch a hug

N a gangsta need love so I keep a gangsta b**ch

I got dat d**e dick derre ain't a b**ch I can't addict

N I'm looking at the game

I roll my eyes

I looked at the clock n her hands were tied

Because the times ain't the same

Sh*t done gone bad

But ni**a we good

Ni**a we good den a ma f**ka

Den a ma f**ka

Dis for my ma f**kas

We run dis ma f**ka

So f**k dem niggas n f**k dem hoes

Money talks

We say hello

N I'm soo

I'm soo

I'm soo

Young mula baby

Young mula baby

Young mula baby

Young mula baby

Young mula baby

Young mula baby

Young mula baby

Young mula baby

Young mula baby