Gooder Young Money

[Intro: Jae Millz]
Young Money!
Leggo! Ha

[Verse 1: Jae Millz]
Sittin on the toilet (Huh?), smokin on some medicated
Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated (Ha!)
Two things on my mind, one is to keep styling (Yup)
And the second is to get more of this shit that I'm countin' (Yes)
Call me J-2-O, I flow like a fountain
And I swear, I beat the beat up 'til that bitch start "ouch"-ing
Keep them bitches' asses bouncin' (Yes), man, we fly like a falcon (Yes)
Comparing them to I is like a pebble to a mountain
I'm a uptown flamethrower, Young Money firestarter
Had to sign to Wayne, I'm from the same place as "The Carter"
H—Harlem, and I ain't like none of these other niggas (Nah)
I get it, I spend it, your husband on a budget, Missus
Young Money, Cloud Gang, so above you niggas
Besides these groupies after the shows, who's fuckin with us? (Who?)
You might as well have a badge, the way you cuff them bitches (Yup)
I slut them bitches, then back to the dough, like, "Fuck them bitches"

[Chorus: Lil Wayne & Gudda Gudda]
Times ain't the same, shit been going bad
But nigga, we good
N—Nigga, we gooder than a motherfucker
Than a motherfucker
This for my motherfuckers, we run this motherfucker
So fuck them niggas, and fuck them hoes
Money talks, we say hello
And I'm so... I'm so... (Ugh)
I'm so... Young Moolah, baby (Look)