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Write me a song called Got Money with the following description: This track is the third single from Lil Wayne’s sixth studio album, Tha Carter III. Main theme is rather simple; balling in the club much to the envy of all the dudes whose chicks are paying Wayne more attention than them.



Lil Wayne has claimed on his video blog {link please} that this video is based on the film Inside Man 2.
The video is directed by Gil Green.
Dallas producers Play-N-Skillz filed a lawsuit against Wayne in 2011, claiming that Wayne owes them at least $1 million in unpaid royalties for the song. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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[Intro: Lil Wayne & 
T-Pain
]
Pl-Pl-Play-N—Play-N—Play-N-Skillz!
Yeah, yeah!
I need a Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money (
Woo! Uh-huh!
)
Right now to the VIP section (
Woo, yeah!
)
You got Young Mula in the house tonight, baby (Yeah!)
Yeah
Haha, yeah (
Uh-huh!
)
Young (ay-hey)
Young, Young, Young, Young Mula baby!
[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you got money (Yeah) and you know it (Yeah)
Take it out your pocket and show it; then, throw it, like (Fly!)
This-a-way (Fly!), that-a-way (Fly!)
This-a-way (Fly!), that-a-way
If you getting mugged from everybody you see
Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (Fly!)
This-a-way (Fly!), that-a-way (Fly!)
This-a-way (Fly!) that-a-way (
Yeah, uh-huh, alright, alright
)
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Now, I was bouncing through the club
She love the way I Diddy-bop
I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop
Now, I ain't never been a chicken but my fifty cocked
Say, I ain't never been a chicken, but my semi cocked
Now, where your bar at? I'm tryna rent it out
And we so 'bout it-'bout it, now what are you about?
DJ show me love, he say my name when the music stop
"Young Money, Lil Wayne," then the music drop
I make it snow, I make it flurry
I make it all back tomorrow, don't worry
Yeah, young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes—Young Money! [Chorus: T-Pain, 
Lil Wayne
, 
Both
]
If you got money (
Yeah
) and you know it (
Yeah
)
Then take it out your pocket and show it; then, throw it like (Fly!)
This-a-way
 (Fly!) 
that-a-way
 (Fly! 
Yeah
)
This-a-way
 (Fly!), 
that-a-way
If you getting mugged from everybody you see (
Yeah
)
Then hang over the wall of the VIP like (Fly! 
Come on
)
This-a
-way (Fly!), 
that-a
-way (Fly! 
Come on
)
This-a-way (Fly!), that-a-way
 
(
Streets!
)
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
It go one for the money, two for the show
Now clap your hands if you got a bankroll (Chris)
Like some clap-on lights in this bitch
I'ma be clapping all night in this bitch (Uh-huh)
Lights off (Uh-huh), mask on (Uh-huh)
Creep silent (Uh-huh)
, she smiling (Ugh)
He mugging—who cares?
'Cause my goons are right here
Like it's nothing to a big dog
And I'm a Great Dane,
 I wear eight chains
I'm in so much ice, they yell, "Skate, Wayne!"
She wanna fuck Weezy, but she wanna rape Wayne
[Chorus: T-Pain, 
Lil Wayne
, 
Both
]
If you got money (Yeah, 
and I'ma let her
) and you know it (
Yeah
)
Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly! 
Uh-huh
)
This-a-way (Fly! 
Uh-huh
), that-a-way (Fly! 
Uh-huh
)
This-a-way (Fly! 
Uh-huh
) that-a-way (
Yeah
)
If you getting mugged from everybody you see
 (
Yeah, ugh
)
Then hang over the wall of the VIP, like— [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Okay, it's young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A Mr. Make-it-Rain-On-Them-Hoes, like ayy!
And everybody say:
"Mr. Rainman can we have a rainy day?"
Bring an umbrella, please bring an umbrella
'Ella, 'ella, 'ella, ayy!
Bitch ain't shit but a ho and a trick
But you know it ain't trickin' if you got it
You know we ain't fuckin' if you not thick
And I'll cool your ass down if you think you hot shit
So Rolex-watch this:
 I do it, four-five-six
My click-clack goes the black four-fifth
And just like it, I'll blow that shit
'Cause, bitch, I'm the bomb, like "Tick, tick," biatch!
[Chorus: T-Pain]
If you got money (Yeah) and you know it (Yeah)
Then take it out your pocket and show it then throw it like (Fly!)
This-a-way (Fly!), that-a-way (Fly!)
This-a-way (Fly!), that-a-way
If you getting mugged from everybody you see
Then hang over the wall of the VIP like
This-a-way (Fly!), that-a-way (Fly!)
This-a-way (Fly!), that-a-way [Bridge: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, it's young Wayne on them hoes
AKA Mr. Make-It-Rain-On-Them-Hoes
Yeah, young Wayne on them hoes
Make a stripper fall in love: T-Pain on them hoes, uh-huh
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Um... Young Mula, baby