Music videos for "baby i got your money"

	Ol' Dirty Bastard - Got Your Money (featuring Kelis) (Video) Tags: (featuring, (Video), Bastard, Dirty, Elektra, Got, Hop, Kelis), Money, Ol', Rap/Hip, Records, Your Description: Got Your Money (Video) by Ol' Dirty Bastard (featuring Kelis) (c) 1999 Elektra Entertainment Group, a division of Warner Communications Inc. for the United States and WEA International Inc. for the world outside of the United States.
	Baby I Got Your Money Tags: 3000, Audrey, Baby, Bastard, Computer, Dirty, feat., Got, Hopkinson's, Kelis, Money, Mr., Odb, Ol, Your Description: Audrey 3000 feat. Mr. Hopkinson's Computer - Baby I Got Your Money
	O.D.B. - Baby I Got Your Money [Chopped & Screwed] DJ KHOP Tags: Baby, Bastard, Chopped, Dirty, DJ, Got, KHOP, Money, Ol, Screwed, Your Description: DJ KHOP Ol Dirty Bastard Baby I Got Your Money [Chopped & Screwed] By DJ KHOP R.I.P. DJ Screw & O.D.B.
	say anything - baby i got your money cover Tags: anything, bastard, cover, dirty, old, say Description: say anything - baby i got your money cover song from punk goes crunk
	Baby I Got Your Money - Say Anything Tags: anything, baby, cool, crunk, damn, fuggin, goes, got, great, hot, money, punk, say, your Description: hey add us on myspace! myspace.com/peacelovenintendo Guest Starring Craig :)
	Baby i got your money official music video Tags: anything, ashleigh, baby, got, heather, money, music, say, video, your Description: heather//pimp ashleigh//hoe
	Lil Wayne ft. T-Pain Got Money [Offical HQ Music Vid] with l Tags: ft., Got, hip-hop, Lil, lyrics, Money, music, pop, r&b, rap, T-Pain, Wayne, world Description: http://musicvault.org get your official ringtone and song Lil Wayne talking:) I need a Windex® and grocery bag full of money right now to the VIP section (wosh, wosh, wosh) You got young Mula now tonight baby, yeah!! Yeah! Young! Young! (wosh) Young! (wosh) young! (wosh) young mola baby! CHORUS (T-Pain:) Got money (yeah) And you know it take it out your pocket and show it (then) throw it (fly) this a way (fly) thata way (fly) this a way (fly) thata way gettin' mug from everybody who see that hang over the wall of the VIP like (fly) this a way (fly) thata way (fly) this a way (fly) thata way (Lil Wayne:) I was bouncing through the club she loved the way I did it but I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fitty cock say I ain't never been a chicken but my samy cock now where your bar at? I'm tryna run it out and we so bad about 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 out like 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:) Got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) take it out your pocket and show it (then) throw it (fly) this a way (fly) thata way (fly) this a way (fly) thata way gettin' mug from everybody who see that hang over the wall of the VIP like (fly) this a way (fly) thata way (fly) this a way (fly) thata way (Lil Wayne:) Here we go one for the money, two for the show Now clap your hands if you got a bank robe Like some clap on lights in this bitch I be clapping all night in this bitch Lights off, man it's on she saw me, she smiling, he muggin' who cares, cause my guns are right here I is lootsin to a big dog And I'm a great Dane, I wear eight chains I mean so much ice, they yell skate Wayne! She wanna fk me, but she wanna rick wayne CHORUS (T-Pain:) Got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) take it out your pocket and show it (then) throw it (fly) this a way (fly) thata way (fly) this a way (fly) thata way gettin' mug from everybody who see that hang over the wall of the VIP like... (Lil Wayne:) Okay, it's Young Wayne on them hoes a.k.a. Mr. Make it rain on them hoes Like ehhhh! Everybody say Mr. Rain man can we have a rainy day? Bring a umbrella, please bring a umbrella ella, ella, ella ehhh! Bitch ain't shit but a hoe in a trick Bet you no one ain't trick if you got it You know we ain't fking if you not thick And I cool your ass down if you think you're hot shit So rolex watch this I do it 4 5 6 my click clack goes the black hoe pimp and just like it I blow that shit cause bitch I'm the bomb like (tick tick) Yeah!! CHORUS (T-Pain:) Got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) take it out your pocket and show it (then) throw it (fly) this a way (fly) thata way (fly) this a way (fly) thata way gettin' mug from everybody who see that hang over the wall of the VIP like (fly) this a way (fly) thata way (fly) this way (fly) that way (Lil Wayne:) Yeah, it's young wayne on them hoes a.k.a. Mr. Make it rain on them hoes Yeah, young wayne on them hoes Make a stripper fall in love T-Pain on them hoes aha!
	lil wayne got money Tags: alternative, blues, classical, country, electronic, folk, hip-hop, indie, jazz Description: Intro: Lil Wayne] I need a Winn-Dixie Grocery bag full of money Right now to the VIP section You got Young Mula In the house tonight baby Yeah!! Young! Young! Yeah! Young! Yeah! Young Mula Baby! [Chorus: T-Pain/Lil Wayne] If You Got money And you know it Take it out your pocket And show it then Throw it This a way Thata way This a way Thata way If you Gettin' mug From everybody you see then Hang over the wall of the VIP Like this a way thata way This a way thata way [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Now I was bouncing through the club She loved the way I did it but I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop Now I ain't never been a chicken But my fitty 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 out alright Tomorrow don't worry Yeah Young Wayne on them hoes A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes [Chorus: T-Pain/(Lil Wayne)] If You Got money And you know it Take it out your pocket And show it then Throw it This a way fly Thata way fly This a way fly Thata way fly If you Gettin' mug From everybody you see then Hang over the wall of the VIP Like This a way fly Thata way fly This a way fly Thata way fly [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] Here we go one for the money Two for the show Now clap your hands If you got a bank roll Like some clap on lights in this bitch I be clapping all night In this bitch Lights off Masks on She saw me She smiling He muggin' Who cares Cause my goons are right here Its nothin to a big dog And I'm a Great Dane I wear eight chains I mean so much ice They yell skate Wayne! She wanna fk Weezy She wanna rape wayne You Know Imma Let Her [Chorus: T-Pain/Lil Wayne] If You Got money And you know it Take it out your pocket And show it then Throw it This a way fly Thata way fly This a way fly Thata way fly If you Gettin' mug From everybody you see 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 ehhhh! Everybody say Mr. Rain man Can we have a rainy day? Bring a umbrella Please bring a umbrella Ella, ella, ella ehhh! Bitch ain't shit but a hoe in a trick Bet you no one ain't trick if you got it You know we ain't fking if you not thick And I cool your ass down If you think you're hot shit So Rolex watch this I do it 4 5 6 my click clack Goes the black 4 5th And just like it I blow that shit Cause bitch I'm the bomb like Tick tick Biatch!!!!!! [Chorus: T-Pain/Lil Wayne] If You Got money And you know it Take it out your pocket And show it then Throw it This a way fly Thata way fly This a way fly Thata way fly If you Gettin' mug From everybody you see that Hang over the wall of the VIP Like This a way fly Thata way fly This a way fly Thata way fly [Outro: Lil Wayne] Yeah It's Young Wayne on them hoes A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes Yeah Young Wayne on them hoes Make a stripper fall in love T-Pain on them hoes Aha! Um Young Mula Baby Hmhm
	Frankie J Ft. Baby Bash - Obsession Tags: Baby, Bash, Frankie, J, Obsession Description: I Love Frankie J Songs And This Is One Of Them Here Are The lyrics 2 The Song So Gooooo Crazyy LOL: (Check check ...this happened for real ...baby bash..yo.. frankie j.... obession) Well it's early in the morning And my heart is feeling lonely Just thinkin bout you baby Got me twisted in the head And I dont know how to take it But it's driving me so crazy I dont know if it's right I'm tossin turning in my bed It's 5 oclock in the morning And I still can't sleep Thinkin bout your beauty it makes me weak... I'm feeling hopeless in my home I dont know what to do I think I'm in love Baby... [Chorus] Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) Then what am I feeling (what am I doing wrong) Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) Is this an illusion that I have in my heart? Now I know you're not my lady But I'm just tryin to make this right I dont know what to do I'm going out of my mind So baby if u let me Kick it witchu well than maybe we could ride together We could do this all nite Now I dont care if u got a man Baby I wish you'd understand Cuz I know he can't love u right, quite like I can It's 5 oclock in the morning And I still can't sleep Thinkin bout your beauty it makes me weak... I'm feeling hopeless at home I dont kno what to do I think I'm in love [Chorus] Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) Then what am I feeling? (what am I doing wrong) Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) Is this an illusion that I have in my heart? I love the way u freaky like that I love the way u freaky like that I love the way u freaky like that It's an obsession [Baby Bash] Hold up let me dream Shorty got me feelin less surene Where my candy, where my cream Got your boy feel less supreme Hold up wait a minute baby you so damn independent Loving everything your representing Got alot of money, I love to spend it And thats whats up and I dont care what people scream You're my blessin when I'm stressin My superfly beauty queen I'm gonna keep it saucy Cuz my ma know how I do We go rendez-vous Mi corazon belongs to you [Chorus] Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) Then what am I feeling? (what am I doing wrong) what am I do wrong [echo] Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) Is this an illusion that I have in my heart? Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) What am I feeling? (what am I doing wrong?) what am I do so wrong? [echo] Amor, no es amor (if this aint love) Is this an illusion that I have in my heart? Amor
	Got Money - Lil Wayne ft T-Pain Official Video (lyrics) Tags: Got, Lil, Lyrics, Money, T-Pain, Wayne Description: [Talking: Lil Wayne] I need a Winn-Dixie grocery bag full of money right now to the VIP section (wosh, wosh, wosh) You got young Mula now tonight baby, yeah! Yeah! Young! Young! (wosh) Young! (wosh) young! (wosh) young mola baby! [CHORUS: T-Pain] Got money (yeah) And you know it Take it out your pocket and show it (then) Throw it (fly) This a way (fly) thata way (fly) This a way (fly) thata way Gettin' mug from everybody who see that Hang over the wall of the VIP Like (fly) This a way (fly) thata way (fly) This a way (fly) thata way [Lil Wayne:] I was bouncing through the club She loved the way I did it but I see her boyfriend hatin' like a city cop Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fitty cock Say I ain't never been a chicken but my samy cock Now where your bar at? I'm tryna run it out And we so bad about 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 out like 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] Got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) Take it out your pocket and show it (then) Throw it (fly) This a way (fly) thata way (fly) This a way (fly) thata way Gettin' mug from everybody who see that Hang over the wall of the VIP Like (fly) This a way (fly) thata way (fly) This a way (fly) thata way [Lil Wayne:] Here we go one for the money, two for the show Now clap your hands if you got a bank robe Like some clap on lights in this bitch I be clapping all night in this bitch Lights off, man it's on She saw me, she smiling, he muggin' Who cares, cause my guns are right here I is lootsin to a big dog And I'm a great Dane, I wear eight chains I mean so much ice, they yell skate Wayne! She wanna fk me, but she wanna rick wayne [CHORUS: T-Pain] Got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) Take it out your pocket and show it (then) Throw it (fly) This a way (fly) thata way (fly) This a way (fly) thata way Gettin' mug from everybody who see that Hang over the wall of the VIP Like... [Lil Wayne:] Okay, it's Young Wayne on them hoes A.k.a. Mr. Make it rain on them hoes Like ehhhh! Everybody say Mr. Rain man can we have a rainy day? Bring a umbrella, please bring a umbrella Ella, ella, ella ehhh! Bitch ain't shit but a hoe in a trick Bet you no one ain't trick if you got it You know we ain't fking if you not thick And I cool your ass down if you think you're hot shit So rolex watch this I do it 4 5 6 my click Clack goes the black hoe pimp And just like it I blow that shit Cause bitch I'm the bomb like (tick tick) Yeah! [CHORUS: T-Pain] Got money (yeah) And you know it (yeah) Take it out your pocket and show it (then) Throw it (fly) This a way (fly) thata way (fly) This a way (fly) thata way Gettin' mug from everybody who see that Hang over the wall of the VIP Like (fly) This a way (fly) thata way (fly) This way (fly) that way [Lil Wayne:] Yeah, it's young wayne on them hoes A.k.a. Mr. Make it rain on them hoes Yeah, young wayne on them hoes Make a stripper fall in love T-Pain on them hoes Aha!
	2PAC- Wonda Why They Call U Bitch (Instrumental) Tags: 2pac, all, bitch, call, deathrow, eyez, hip-hop, life, makaveli, me, mre2pac, on, rap, snoop, suge, they, thug, tupac, west, wonda Description: Wonda Why They Call U Bitch (Instrumental) Lyrics..... "Wonder Why They Call U" [Chorus: 2Pac] You wonda why they call U bitch You wonda why they call U bitch. You wonda why they call U bitch You wonda why they call U bitch. You wonda why they call U bitch You wonda why they call U bitch. [Verse One: 2Pac] Look here Miss Thang hate to salt your game but yous a money hungry woman and you need to change. In tha locker room all the homies do is laugh. High five's cuz anotha nigga played your ass. It was said you were sleeezy even easy sleepin around for what you need See it's your thang and you can shake it how you wanna. Give it up free or make your money on the corner. But don't be bad and play the game get mad and change. Then you wonda why these muthafuckas call you names. Still lookin' for a way out and that's OK I can see you wanna stray there's a way out. Keep your mind on your money, enroll in school. And as the years pass by you can show them fools. But you ain't tryin' to hear me cuz your stuck, you're headin' for the bathroom 'bout to get tossed up. Still lookin' for a rich man you dug a ditch, got your legs up tryin' to get rich. I love you like a sista but you need to switch and that's why they called U bitch, I betcha. [Chorus] [Verse Two: 2Pac] You leave your kids with your mama cuz your headin' for the club in a skin tight miniskirt lookin' for some love. Got them legs wide open while you're sittin' at the bar Talkin' to some nigga 'bout his car. I guess he said he had a Lexxxus, what's next? You headin' to his car for some sex I pass by can't hold back tears inside cuz, lord knows for years I tried. And all the other people on my block hate your guts Then you wonda why they stare and call you slut. It's like your mind don't understand you don't have to kill your dreams ploten' schemes on a man Keep your head up, legs closed, eyes open either a nigga wear a rubber or he die smokin' I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch and niggas wouldn't call you bitch, I betcha. [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac] I guess times gettin' hard even harder for you cuz, hey now, got a baby on the way now More money from the county and thanks to the welfare you're about to get your hair done. Got a dinner date can't be late trick or treat, sweet thang got anotha trick to meet. The way he did it it was smooth plottin' while he gamin' you So baby, peep tha rules. I shoulda seen it in the first case the worst case I shoulda never called you back in the first place. I remember back in high school baby you was fast straight sex and barely move your ass. But now things change cuz you don't look the same let the ghetto get the best of you baby, that's a shame Caught HIV and now you 'bout to be deceased and finally be in peace. So where your niggas at now cuz everybody left they stepped and left you on your own See I loved you like a sista but you died to quick And that's why we called U bitch, I betcha. [Chorus] [Outro: 2Pac] Dear Ms. Deloris Tucker keep stressen me fuckin' with a muthafucken mind I figured you wanted to know you know why we call them hos bitches and maybe this might help you understand it ain't personal strictly business baby strictly business So If you wonder why we call U bitch You wonder why we call U bitch If you wonder why we call U bitch You wonder why we call U bitch

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