Lil Wayne Version

If you got money, and you know it

Take it out your pocket and show it

Then throw it like

This a way That a way This a way That a way

If you get mugged from everybody you see

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like

This a way That a way This a way That a away

I was bouncing through the club she love the way I ditty bop

I see her boyfriend hating like a city cop

Now I ain't never been a chicken but my fitted cocked

Said I ain't never been a chicken but my semi cocked

Now where ya bar at?...I'm trying run it out

And we so bout it bout it, now what are you bout?

DJ showed them love, he said 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 all back tomorrow don't worry

Yeah Young Wayne on then hoes

AKA Mr. Make it rain on them hoes

If you got money, and you know it

Take it out your pocket and show it

Then throw it like

This a way That a way This a way That a way

If you get mugged from everybody you see

Then hang over the wall of the VIP like

This a way That a way This a way That a away.

16h Century Version

Fair ladies and gentlemen, If thou hath riches, 

and these riches are known to ye, 

Remove them from thine robes

And toss them aside to me,

As a boatswain is tossed to and fro 

On a ship that is o’er wrought by the flow

of a tempest. 

But If all thy false friends filch said riches

Position thyself over nobility’s garden wall and 

let fly your riches as a pendulum might fall. 

I hath only to cavort about 

‘fore the lady take note of my steps

I spy her young knave with eyes 

laying envy upon mine biceps 

Never have I known fear, my lord 

Yet I find myself drawing my ever trusty sword.

My liege, wherefore art thou tavern? 

For  I have much use for it

My men are well prepared, 

are you yet prepared to quit?

The jester entertains them

Then he calls out to Weezy

When yonder tune pauses

Let loose your money

The money doth fly like a winter storm

I shall have it back in time, never fail to perform

Young Wayne loves all thee strumpets

Such wealth they demand

That the heavens rain gold

At his every demand

If thou hath riches, and these riches are known to ye, Remove them from thine robes

And toss them aside to me,

As a boatswain is tossed to and fro 

On a ship that is o’er wrought by the flow

of a tempest. 

But If all thy false friends filch said riches

Position thyself over nobility’s garden wall and 

let fly your riches as a pendulum might fall.