Big Wad Of Money chords by Haystak

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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Lil Lil Wayne, Lil Wayne, Lil Wayne, Lil Wayne, Lil Wayne, Lil Wayne, Lil Wayne, Lil Wayne, Lil
Big water money I get paid
cause I know how to do my shit
Record stores know I don't
trouble trying to move my shit
I'm on the grind trying to improve my shit
In Texas nature travels through my shit
My shit some of the bangest shit in the city
My shit is written for the gully,
the grimy and gritty
But when you listen to the radio
you don't hear nothing
So dial 737 -101 .1
But fuck it, my pockets stay
filled with chucks
What you do with a deal,
I can do out the trunk
Keep talkin' shit,
that's how that ass get young
Smoke liquor real light like a bag of scum
This ain't for MTV or for BET
It's for Project D -Boys and C -Dub Beats
Mad douche representers,
they scream A -Gang
And turn your lil' five
-dollar ass into change
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothing less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
big, big water money
Big, big water money,
nothing less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothing less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothing less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
big, big water money
Ten toes down, I'm a UGK
Real boy don't love it, but around the way
My shit bang, b -b -bang like every day
And they see me on shine
cause I'm super bang
You see me hoppin' the F -150's,
blowin' on that California, light green stickies
You see me ridin' on them
big chrome wheels,
and I know you feel stupid,
I ain't got no deal
From the CPT to NYC,
I for real represent the field
I done stood out on Brazil,
cedar block, hood pass,
didn't even need a block
Sick with it, rap a lot, connected,
respected, shout out to 40
Water and Jay Prince
If it don't make dollars,
it don't make sense
Fuck with us, they be talkin'
bout you in the past tense
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
big, big water money
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
big, big water money
I ain't picked up a pad,
I ain't picked up a pen
But I picked up your baby mama,
we picked up a friend
We went to my homie's crib
and picked up some ex
And you ain't gotta be a genie
to know what we did next
Talk that national shit,
let's stick to the city
Cause you ain't Mary J. Blige,
Diddy or 50
And if you drop your shit
on the same day as mine
Don't be surprised
when you don't get signed
Major labels on the phone,
we don't even pick em up
Catch em at the after party,
pull a strap, stick em up
That's how I get what they owe me,
homie
Old faggot motherfuckin'
called the police on me
Ooh, that boy doin' way too much
You can catch me at the club
with them sluts on my nuts
You can catch me in a drop
with the beautiful guts
Or you can catch me on the
block goin' federal, why?
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
big, big water money
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
nothin' less than a twenty
Big, big water money,
big, big water money, say
Ha ha, check, check
This mixtape shit, ho, boy
I ain't wrote nothin',
I ain't wrote the verses
I ain't write the hook
All off the top of the head, baby
We may not even mix this motherfucker
Two tracks, send that bitch out
Just like it is now
It's hotter than your shit, homie
And it's mixtape shit,
and it's hotter than your
motherfuckin' album
Now what, bitch?
You