Ya Dig Lyrics by Lil Wayne


Lil Wayne Lyrics

Ya Dig Lyrics
[Chubby:]
It's Chubby Baby - Drop Top Mercedes - Hair Cut Wavy - The Black Patrick Suasey -
Getting This Money (Oh Yeah) Like It Was The Eighties (Oh Yeah)
Everything Good (Oh Yeah) Everything Gravy (Oh Yeah)
You Know I Get Money(Yeah) I Do It Real Big It's Chubby Baby Ma I'm The Oh Seven Big
Guccis On My Feet. I Force Em Like I Post Em When Your Money Reach Mine
That's When They Won't Smoke Ya. I Ride First Class. Phantoms With A Showfer.
Bricks With A Trill Again Waiting On A Gofer (Ya Dig) Soon The Order Finished
I'm Hopping In The Benz I'm The Mid West Playa Boneing All Ya Friends
When I Hit Magic City Make It Rain With The Ends Then I Make It Thunder On My
Neck Like Lightning. You Prayin On That Hit Play Boy Keep Writing. _ In The Club You
Know We Ain't Fighting

[Chorus: x2]
You Get Money (Oh Yeah)
You Got Dem Honey (Oh Yeah)
You Roll Around With Cha Pockets On Chubby (Oh Yeah)
You Stay Fly (Oh Yeah)
You Dat Guy (Oh Yeah)
You Dat Dude We Can Call For Dem Fives (Oh Yeah)

[Lil Weeze:]
That's Right. I'm In The Building Ya'll - Mr W. Well Alright.
Young Mulah. Cash Money Mafia. Yah!
It's Weezy Baby. Strapped Like The Navy. Riding With A Half A Bicik Strap To A Baby
I Be Getting Money Run A Lap If You Lazy. Grandaddy Purp Got Me Trapped Like Mazes.
A Bunch Of Diamonds Chains Looking Like A Bunch Of Lazors. Understand I'm Sharper
Than A F*cking Hair Razor. Bag Yellow Bitch On My Sidekick Pager. You Know It's
Going Down Like Down Goes Frazier (Ya Dig) Yes, And I Be With Mid West Chubby
But I'm From Da Dirty Keep It Dirty Like I'm Playing Rugby. Bitch Ride Me Like An Old
School Huffy. Let Me See You Work Ya Mouth Like A F*cking Guppy. My Leather Softer
Than A Brand New Pair Of Hush Puppies. My Top Will Leave If I Decide To Hit Da Push
Button. It's Young Weezy How Could I Ever Quit Stunting Get Mad I'm a Get Money.

[Chorus: x2]
You Get Money (Oh Yeah)
You Got Dem Honey (Oh Yeah)
You Roll Around With Cha Pockets On Chubby (Oh Yeah)
You Stay Fly (Oh Yeah)
You Dat Guy (Oh Yeah)
You Dat Dude We Can Call For Dem Fives (Oh Yeah)

[Juelz Santana:]
Juelz Baby They See Me And Start Cheering, Rockstar Like Santana Vanhalen
Burn Em With The Nina Hot Hand Nickname Fever Ya Bitch I Turn Her Like Tina
Booty In The Air Den I Bump Her Like Speakers Then I Get Right Back To
Puffing My Reefer... (I) Yes, Yes, I'm Coke Suppling Best Picture On The Mound
Since Nolan Ryan. (Hah) I Got That Cheap Blow, Heavy Weight I Sale Snow
By The Ski Slope, Come And Get Some. And The Cars Got Engines Like Speed Boats
Don't Go Away Like Tickets To A Free Show. You Outside Getting Repoed.
I'm Being Watched Under The Low Like Reeko (Ya Dig)
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