You Got it
XV f/ Lil Wayne Lyrics


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Yes
What it look like, Alc'?
I'm tryna show these niggas, man
It's that Street Fam, man, we rep that (hahaha)
Loso, Street Fi-di-di-di-dam (yes)

Yuh, I'm with 101 niggas, we Dalmatian-doggy-deep (yes)
And fly with the tongue, so if you feeling froggy, leap (come on)
Kermit, you better think before you ribbit
Don't get murdered over your song before you ad-lib it
I pop up like Xzibit (yeah), but given I'm at your crib, it's (yeah)
Not to put no fucking fish tanks in your Civic (nah)
Fuck getting your ride pimped, you'll get hog-tied, wimp
Have you in the trunk curled up like fried shrimp (hahaha)
It's been a good year, maybe I should ride blimp (what you think?)
'Cause your boy just stay above the game
They tryna tag him, spray a brother frame
But your shots can't reach me, I'm way above your aim, huh
Go 'head, nigga, say another name
Take this family for a joke (ayy), play them Wayan brother games
And I'ma Git You Sucka, I be scheming with this Keenan (that's right)
Aimin' with this Damon, I'm putting that Major Payne in (oh)
My Little Man is on you, Marlon and Shawn you (yeah)
Lay the beef on his noodle, make some Luger lasagna
Forty-cal fettuccine, trey-pound pasta
You reach for this medallion, you must like Italian, nigga
You only see me pushing if the driver's tired (yes)
I work the S6 ever since the 5 retired (yes)
The drop-top, they say it's Ocean Drive-inspired
So you can call a cab once your bitch fall for Fab

Uh, I get money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than a bitch, but I can see
I got everything, you got nothing
But you ain't got nothin' on me
Oh, I'm getting money like a motherfucker (Mr. HD)
Yeah, money you ain't never see (high definition)
Yeah, I got everything, you got nothing (that's how I'm coming at you niggas, you dig?)
But you ain't got nothing on me, you dig (Santana, ayy, haha)

I'm on the grind 'til the police come (yeah)
With that pistol on my side, boy, don't be dumb (ha)
Or I let that semi twirl you (get 'em), now you can follow the drip
'Cause one shot out of the clip'll Jheri-curl you (ooh)
Leave you sloppy like seconds, obey me like peasants
Or get opened up like presents, please
My young boys wildin' for respect
Slit your throat, have you smiling with your neck, say, "Cheese" (ha)
My dough's a bit longer (yup), my flow is just slaughter (yup)
My wrist look like frozen Poland Spring water (damn)
So tell me, boys, tell me, boys, who you think you messing with? (Who?)
I get money out the ass, that's some expensive shit (ill)
Haven't you all heard? (What?) Y'all all herbs (yup)
I stick toothpicks (where?) In y'all hors d'oeuvres
(Listen) I'm a shark, y'all just koi fish
(What else?) Octopus (What else?) Oysters (haha)
Chump, I got my eye on your wifey now (yeah)
I have her lick me up (up) and then wipe me down (down)
She told me, "you's a nag, you's a bug" (damn)
She told me I'm a blast, I'm a stud (damn)
She told me, "you be beastin', you be checkin' for the burns"
So I gave her knee pads for the rug (haha)
It's Skull Gang from the chain to the lifestyle
You surfboard dudes get wiped out, totally

Uh, oh, I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than a bitch, but I can see
I got everything, you got nothing
But you ain't got nothin' on me
Oh, I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Yeah, money you will never see
Yeah, I got everything, you got nothing (uh-huh, uh-huh)
But you ain't got nothin' on me (uh-huh, check me out)

Get you, three, four, get you
Like the number after one, I'ma get me, too
It's Weezy F-U, now you gotta have a baby
My money don't folds nor bends, Mercedes
Maybach, grey-black
And I got a four-four and a 'K, like eight stacks
Fuck your city and your town, I state facts
Take that, no, better yet, like Diddy, "Take that"
Wait, rats, I hate rats, I clean 'em out like Ajax
Got paper like a fax machine, asi-neen
Damn, I mean asinine, I'm dapper don, and after mine
There will be nine, damn, I mean, there will be none
I will be one of the greatest things you've ever felt
You've ever seen, or heard, Carter, Harvard, y'all scared
Not me, not I, call me Young Popeye
Tell Bluto I'm a Nuno, I bring RAL to your funeral
Damn, I mean "Funer-al," "Funer-uhl"
You say "Tomato," I say "To-mah-to"
You say "Get 'em," I say "Got 'em", yeah, I got 'em
Man, you better keep payin' me 'cause you don't want my problems
I be wildin' like Capital One, what is in your wallet?
You fly, but what is it to pilot?
Weezy, I'm at the top, foot up in your bottom
Huh, damn, I mean foot up in your ass
I kick that shit, now go on, put it in the trash

Deezle
Uh, I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than a bitch, but I can see
I got everything, you got nothing
But you ain't got nothin' on me
Yeah, I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Yeah, money you will never see
Yeah, uh, uh
And you ain't got nothin' on me
Yeah, I'm gettin' money like a motherfucker
Shades darker than a bitch, but I can see
I got everything, you got nothing
But you ain't got nothin' on me
Yeah, I'm getting money like a motherfucker
Yeah, big money, nigga




Big money, nigga, big money, nigga
Yeah, and you ain't got nothin' on me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to XV's song "You Got it" featuring Lil Wayne speak about the culture and lifestyle of people from Atlanta and New Orleans. The chorus repeats the words "Wodie" and "Shawty," which are familiar terms used by people from these regions. The lyrics also mention the practice of riding in a "heavy Chevy" with "hundred spokes," which refers to a type of customized car with special rims. The song suggests a "get rich or die trying" mentality, with lines such as "we sweepin', really we creepin', I chop you up bro," indicating a willingness to take risks and use violence to achieve wealth.


Overall, the lyrics show a celebration of the unique culture and lifestyle of Atlanta and New Orleans, with a focus on money, cars, and aggression. The use of colloquial language and slang make the song feel authentic and true to the region it portrays.


Line by Line Meaning

(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie)
This song is addressing those from the South who use the slang terms 'Wodie' and 'Shawty'.


Now this one there that for them country folk
This song is for those who live in the country and appreciate country-style vehicles.


Them heavy Chevy ridin' players with them hundred spokes
People who have modified their Chevy vehicles to have decorative wheels with many spokes - indicating they're well off.


And when I holla shawty shawt I know ya hear me, hoe
When I address someone as 'shawty', I know they can hear me, regardless of their other behaviors.


And since you hard like blow, now tell me what you in for
You act tough, like you're a drug dealer, so tell me what you're really involved in.


You and your partner ride a Benz, but your endz low
You and your friend are driving a luxury car, but you're struggling financially.


You shake it, we take it, that's how we get it on the blow
You entice people with your sexuality, and we take advantage of that in drug deals.


You, you wit, that's how we do it shawty, you ain't know?
When someone is willing to participate in our methods, that's how we do it. You didn't know that?


How to get it, willing to risk it with my cashload
People who are willing to take risks can help us make more money.


We sweepin', really we creepin', I chop you up bro
We are aggressively pursuing success and, if necessary, we will harm or murder those who get in our way.


Me and my nigga dead serious, like facin' death row
I'm very serious about this - even more so than someone who was facing the death penalty.


'Bout that paper, my nigga serious bout that cash flow
I'm extremely focused on making money and my friend is just as dedicated.


Punk ass, while I be comin' straight up out that Alto
Despite your attitude, I'm still going to pursue success and show off my car.


A-T-L and New Orleans will chop you up, bro
The people of Atlanta and New Orleans will eliminate those who oppose them in pursuit of success.


[Chorus]
The chorus emphasizes the slang 'Wodie' and 'Shawty' and the behaviors of those from Atlanta and New Orleans.


'Gon slide them thangs out that attic, time ta polish 'em down
We're taking out our weapons and preparing for action.


We about to get it krunk, and let the violence go down
We're getting ready to fight and cause chaos in order to assert our dominance.


Niggas ducked off in cuts, niggas sittin' on top of houses
People are trying to hide from us, even going so far as to sit on their own homes' roofs.


Pull my gun out like "What!", niggas run away like cowards
When I brandish my weapon, people become afraid and flee.


Smoke angel dust, be ridin' at night in Jags and stuff
We're using drugs and luxurious cars to enhance our experience and our reputations.


And hit a nigga, prolly turn into a massacre
If we fight someone, we will not stop until they are severely injured or dead.


Please don't play, cause all day I been inhalin' blunts
Don't try to test us, because we've been smoking all day and are ready for anything.


And my whole mind is blown away
The drugs I've been using have really messed with my head.


I feel like killing stuff (Skurt!)
I'm in a violent mood and want to harm someone or something.


I pull up in a dropped Hummer
I arrive in a lowered Hummer vehicle.


And shoot 50 at them cocksuckers
I start shooting at those who oppose me.


Say biatch, it don't, Wodie let me get 'em
Let me handle these people, Wodie.


Just gimme the word, Unless shawty gonna spit 'em
Give me permission to take action, unless the other person is going to fight back.


Nigga's blessings be with 'em, cause Lil Wayne burn niggas
I'm going to harm those who oppose me, and they are going to regret it.


Bet them they gon try up for listenin' flippin' jurn niggas
People who are listening to this song and thinking about adopting this lifestyle are going to regret it.


Y'all better learn niggas, If ya dumb, she can't chea
If you aren't careful, you'll regret making bad decisions that will negatively affect you.


Represent Cash Money, for all time, A-T-L. (Atlanta)
We are representing the Cash Money group from Atlanta.


[Chorus]
The chorus emphasizes the slang 'Wodie' and 'Shawty' and the behaviors of those from Atlanta and New Orleans.


We be them boys, have fro's with them grills
We are the cool guys with afro hair and decorative teeth grills.


And we be them boys, who gon' show you how it is
We're going to demonstrate how we live our lives.


From New Orleans, to A-T-L, my nigga, we let it loose
We let it all out and show our true selves, from New Orleans to Atlanta.


So watch what you sayin', before we back the tap on you
Be careful what you say to us, because we could retaliate violently.


I got a, teck, it's on
I have a weapon and I'm ready to use it.


From the night to the early morn
We're active and making moves all night long.


Young Bloodz, and Hot Boys, see we gon' let this shit be known
We're making it clear that we're part of the Young Bloodz and Hot Boys groups.


Brother it's on, we gone, see we gon' hit you with some shit
We're coming at you with our lifestyle and our ways of doing things.


To make you bop ya head, and cut the food straight on that bitch
We're going to get you moving and interested in our way of life.


Don't be surprised, in time, cause we gon' show you how we do it
You might be shocked at first, but you'll see how amazing our lifestyle is in time.


Cause when we do it, that's how we do it, Snizza off that fluid
When we go about our business, we do it confidently and with swagger.


So get to it, my nigga
Join us in our lifestyle and have fun with it.


And don't you fall, my nigga
Don't make any mistakes, or you'll regret it.


It's Attic Crew, with Cash Money, on the rise (rise, rise, rise)
We're the Attic Crew and we're on the way up, along with Cash Money.


[Chorus: x2]
The chorus emphasizes the slang 'Wodie' and 'Shawty' and the behaviors of those from Atlanta and New Orleans.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Laron L. James, Alan Maman, Dwayne Carter, John David Jackson

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Comments from YouTube:

@stxrmking

Is this song a sample of a lil wayne song or is it an actual feature?

@a12smasher

@The1JAY2 lmao good one

@Maxxy926

@TheElder22 Chill out bro, he's said in later songs that he only did this to try to get his name out more.

@habbitz

Hey I heard hating lil wayne will earn me street cred is this true??

@TheElder22

@Maxxy926 I just think a song with Kanye is more likely..He seem perfect for it

@MadDog89

@MRodz1 yeah i herd if u got teardrops its left eye for the people you lost and the right eye is for the people you killed i might be ass backwards though but i don't think wayne ever killed anyone though

@dwd713

tear drop tats rep. the death of sum1 close

@TheElder22

XV wtf have you done?!?!?????? I thought a song with Kanye was more likely

@MRodz1

@iiTrooperRU or how many people you kill ( every tear for kill )

@dwd713

@MARTINEZDABEAST tear drop tats rep. knowing sum1 close who died

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