Money in Da Bank

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Benjamin Franklin, I adore you If it ain't about money baby, I ignore you I gotta keep the car running, I get oil Destination quite far, But i'ma get there for you Yea, are we there yet? Hopping off the clear jet Rocks got my neck scratched, ice got my ears wet Dice game, big benz, tell that nigga spend his ho Drop a hundred-thousand on the diamond, what we livin' fo Shit why we hustlin'? Nigga why you buggin'? My money like PMS, shit come monthly Here come your woman, with all that lustin' Bitch all on a nigga bread like mustard Bitch all in a nigga bed like covers Bitch go down, so low like shovels I'm just tryin' to get it all together like a puzzle Birdman jr, more money than muscle [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Finger nails still smell like plastic Rubber band marks on the wrist is a habit Rubber grip Glock protect me like a bandage Tell your girlfriend, I got a log for a cabin Tell your boyfriend, I'm a dawg he a rabbit Bitch I got stashes, from the mattress to the attic And we smoke patches of the cabbage, dramatic Tell the weed-man, that I'm a fuckin' fanatic Mama up in the traffic, trunk full of the package If she make it to me, i'ma make the ho an actress Maxin' Relaxin' hiding behind the glasses I have your family, ridin' behind the casket Murder capital, bitch it's time for some action Niggas want peace, but we give them ho's a fraction -Of the murder rate, Don't be a part of the percentage Now break me off my penny, you piggy [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] (Yeah, i'm so good) If I ain't gettin' dough, then I'm probably dead baby The grass gotta grow, the bears gotta be fed Don't come near the cage, if you ain't got no bread We ain't nothing but a gang, and i'm the honcho head I ain't never had nothing, but some money to turn to Some bitches to toss up, some weed to burn through If this real shit, then this don't concern you The days of my life, i'm just free to journal Thumbing through the pages, i'm tryin' to learn you It's hot down south, keep your heat in the thermal It might be a surprising cuz the shit ain't normal Man the shit just terrible, but the shit ain't changing Look how one band [...] make the changes The city wiped out, now the city famous But Lil Wayne is the city's angel Guess who's remaining after all that drainage Weezy... Baby... (bitch)