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conversations.value: Write me a song called Money In My Pocket (Remix) with the following description: Off the Young Money All Star Weekend 2k11 mixtape
  Short Dawg is getting taller with Weezy’s help (Weezy has grown to 6'7'' by doing yoga!)Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Lil Wayne]
  Tunechi in this bitch
  Fresh, watch me do it
  Bitches know I ball
  I go HAM, Cam Newton
  Shorty on the pill
  Get this ho some fluids
  And if that bitch bad I put her on my
  [Refrain: Short Dawg]
  See, see I’m stepping out froze
  Louis on my toes
  All this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
  Money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
  Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
  Now my stacks don’t fold
  I got too much to hold
  All this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
  Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
  Money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
  [Verse 1: Short Dawg]
  Now holla for a dollar
  Act strange for the change
  That's my nigga Gudda Gudda
  Yeah he came in the Range
  My homie, Mack Maine with the Range and the chains
  And me I’m so fly, I swear I came in a plane then landed on a lot
  Smooth like grease, laughing at the pop you should choose like teeth
  Fresh outfit boy, came to shut it down
  And it’s only gon be worn once like a wedding gown
  Somebody tell the town Short Dawgs in the annex
  Pistol on my hip and I pop it like a Xanex
  Got the niggas tripping cause we got the hoes dripping
  You see I’m balling like Jordan you just a Scottie Pippen
  Catch you slipping
  Then you better go and get ya boys
  I get em work
  My money longer than extension cords
  Tell them runts I got some game I can sell em
  I walk up on her
  While she with them lames and I tell her [Refrain]
  [Verse 2: Short Dawg]
  It’s young Elvis Freshly in the four door European
  And the tint dark as coffee, a nigga feeling bossy
  Pulling hoes like a tooth and it’s hard to get em off me
  I’m a stunna like the CEO of Cash Money records
  The Louie V rag got me chequered with the matching kicks
  Grinnin’ at your chick, the surp got me leaning like ten after six
  Therefore I tell her, go on bust it open, go on bust it open
  They call me Short Dawg but no I ain't from Oakland
  My money so tall that you gon have to climb it
  If she know how to rewind it, trust me I’m gon change the climate
  And then I get behind it like I’m tryna do the heimlich
  She heard that I be rhyming and I’m balling like Kirk Hinrich
  She’s looking for some love, but over here she will not find it
  So get down on your knees, you’re int he presence of Your Highness
  [Refrain]
  [Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
  Tunechi in this bitch fresh watch me do it
  Bitches know I ball I go HAM, Cam Newton
  Shorty on the pill, get this ho some fluids
  And if that bitch bad
  I put her on my to-do list
  See I step up in this bitch like a gamma, get your cameras
  Money on the table bitch, respect my table manners
  Young Money the shit, did you get the memorandom
  And these other niggas think they flying the Atlantic
  Haa, What you doing
  I’m throwing money, they take too long with the ones
  Fuck It, I’ll start throwing hundreds
  Y'all niggas ain't spending shit
  They tippin’ on a budget
  Man, they pockets getting skinny, what that is Jennifer Hudson
  Order a bottle and I drink it 'til it's hollow
  And my coupe is a two-seater so you bitches gotta follow
  Now bust it open backwards like the doors on a Rolls
  I got money in my pocket, I got hoes on pause [Refrain]