Uh Ohhhhh (feat. Lil Wayne & Merc Montana) lyrics

Murder Inc., n*gga
(Young Money just crept in like, uh-ohhh!)
Mpire, Mpire, lets get ?em
Young Money, Cash Money, Calabo
Listen, listen

All my n*ggas, my b*tches, my b*tches, my n*ggas
My gangstas, hoes, pimps and pushers
Keep workin? with what we dealin?
n*gga gettin? it, got money, we takin? it
Got b*tches, we takin? ?em

Empire just stepped in and they like
Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh! Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
Hit it and go, oh oh, uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
?Cuz they know we gettin? it, got money, we takin? it
Got b*tches we takin? ?em, Mpire just stepped in
(f*ck n*ggas)

Uh-ohhh! uh uh, uh-ohhh! Here I, go, oh oh oh
It?s the Rule, n*gga, you already know, oh
I?m gettin? it, I don?t gotta talk ?cuz I?m livin? it
Money over b*tches, period, and I?m dead serious

These b*tches is feminine, n*gga
So I t-t-touch ?em up every time I see ?em, are you feelin? it?
I-I-It?s comin? through the barrel or the fifth
Out the sunroof of the six
I-I-If you willin? to bear witness, how I take money, take b*tches
n*ggas is fascinated with the kid, love my style
Your b*tch too would be on a di*k if you let her come out
Quit hand cuffin? these hoes

My pimp game proper, I?m a pistol popper
f*ck around and get shot up, my n*ggas all riders
My b*tches all done up
f*ck, I know ya'll n*ggas hate to love us but

All my n*ggas, my b*tches, my b*tches, my n*ggas
My gangstas, hoes, pimps and pushers
Keep workin? with what we dealin?
n*gga gettin? it, got money, we takin? it
Got b*tches, we takin? ?em

Empire just stepped in and they like
Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh! Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
Hit it and go, oh oh, uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
?Cuz they know we gettin? it, got money, we takin? it
Got b*tches we takin? ?em, Mpire just stepped in

Uh-ohhh! You did it
Now you gotta get it, weezy ?fore it?s in your building
I will step on your building from the steps of my building
Raise hell, hell?s risen, call me young Raekwon
I?m a chef in hell's kitchen
Flow sweet as devils food, I eat angels for dinner
Call me what you want, I don?t give a finger in the middle
I?ma hold it down and blow up my anchor as the missile
When I say we got the brrr I ain?t tryna whistle

Long body Maybach, it make me feel so little
I?m ballin? on the suckers and I won?t pick up my dribble
Retarded on these beats, sick, I spit hospitals
And she couldn't stand under my umbrella if it drizzled

My pimp game proper, my aim proper
So run and I will hit you like Jeremiah
Trotter Yessir, call me young Carter
My leather so soft and I be stuntin? like my daughter, ya dig

Yup, yup, I d-d-dig it but our jewelry's so fitted
Damn hot, damn, b*tches with the Atkins, Carter
And Crocker like we don't make that crack outta real butter
Now d-d-did I s-s-stutter the first time, n*gga, it?s nah

They like uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh! This n*gga is trouble
It?s the Inc, n*gga, act like you know
Who?s gettin? it, livin? this gangsta sh*t

All my n*ggas, my b*tches, my b*tches, my n*ggas
My gangstas, hoes, pimps and pushers
Keep workin? with what we dealin?
n*gga gettin? it, got money, we takin? it
Got b*tches, we takin? ?em
Empire just stepped in and they like
Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh! Uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
Hit it and go, oh oh, uh-ohhh! Uh uh, uh-ohhh!
?Cuz they know we gettin? it, got money, we takin? it
Got b*tches we takin? ?em, Mpire just stepped in

Murder Inc., n*gga
(Young Money just crept in like, uh-ohhh!)
Mpire, Mpire