| Song | Throw It Away |
| Artist | Slaughterhouse |
| Artist | Swizz Beatz |
| Album | welcome to: OUR HOUSE |
| We're about to set it off right now | |
| You know I ain't | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I'mma act like | |
| I ain't never had money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| Let's throw it away | |
| Let 'em know | |
| You know I ain't | |
| Jay-Z, honey | |
| But I'mma act like | |
| I ain't never had money | |
| Live from the area, area, wasted | |
| Drives will bury ya, bury, wasted | |
| Standing on couches, everybody know me | |
| Rock star, only thing that's left to do is | |
| O.DRealest out here, out here | |
| In the club doing what, got my name out here, out here | |
| You can call it tricking, you can call it tricking | |
| You can call it dissing, that it is if you all stand | |
| All the bitches on q like na na na na na, | |
| I’m in the sky, when the realest go na na na na na | |
| Let it fly dope, ah | |
| You only live one time, one time | |
| Your favorite rapper up in here one time, one time | |
| You know what | |
| You know I ain’t | |
| Jay Z honey | |
| But I act like | |
| I ain’t never have money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| Racks stacked up, get it up and throw it away | |
| You know I ain't | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I'mma act like | |
| I ain't never had money | |
| All my money got wings on it, fat | |
| Booties got my ding-a-ling on it, clap | |
| Clap, clap; make that butt applaud | |
| You got all that back, what you ****ing for? | |
| Bitches, bitches, this is y'all's song | |
| I got riches itching sitting in y'all thong | |
| We're the ? | |
| Slaughterhouse, baby | |
| This is what it's all about, crazy, money | |
| Blowing in the breeze like | |
| Like a picture pose, | |
| I got cheese like | |
| Come, come, get this money from me, | |
| I don't want it, honey | |
| I don't make it rain; | |
| I make it snow, bunny | |
| Climb the pole to the top of that bitch | |
| I ain't got it like that, but | |
| I got it like, this | |
| You know I ain't | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I'mma act like | |
| I ain't never had money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| Let's throw it away | |
| Let 'em know | |
| You know I ain't | |
| Jay-Z, honey | |
| But I'mma act like | |
| I ain't never had money | |
| Yeah, bitch, damn right, | |
| I'm ****ing a lesbian stripper | |
| In a Dodge | |
| Sprinter; | |
| Dick Van Dyke | |
| Whores gonna love it when | |
| I go Warren | |
| BuffettThrowing euros on the floor balling on the form budget | |
| Slaughter's in the house, look at the clique, that clique | |
| Deeper than the breasts of a fat chick | |
| Party in V | |
| IP with the | |
| Earth's realest | |
| On blue boys and 'shrooms, now the club is | |
| Smurf Village | |
| Throwing money in the air like | |
| I'm yelling | |
| I'm falsetto like | |
| I know you killers hold the metal tight | |
| Who give a ****? | |
| We all ghetto, right? | |
| I had a lap dance, moment of clarity | |
| This a tax right off, this is my favorite charity | |
| You know I ain't | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I'mma act like | |
| I ain't never had money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| Let's throw it away | |
| Let 'em know | |
| You know I ain't | |
| Jay-Z, honey | |
| But I'mma act like | |
| I ain't never had money | |
| Tell her she could crash here; hit and run, hit and run | |
| Hop off that pole, get on a different one, different one | |
| I told her do that thing | |
| I like and she ain't do it | |
| That was my bad, thinking that she ain't stupid | |
| Cute face with a pretty butt, pretty butt | |
| Shake got an ass saying giddy-up, giddy-up | |
| Throwing titty bucks, put it down, that's a pick me up | |
| Money too long for me to try to titty **** | |
| Car murder like | |
| Even got the valet workers like | |
| You scratch that, and it's one thing | |
| Cause I **** around and you gonna hear the guns sing | |
| Red bottoms hopping out the coupe | |
| We got it tied up, even when we got it out of the loop | |
| I tell 'em | |
| You know I ain't | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I'mma act like | |
| I ain't never had money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| Racks stacked up, get it up and throw it away |
| We' re about to set it off right now | |
| You know I ain' t | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I' mma act like | |
| I ain' t never had money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| Let' s throw it away | |
| Let ' em know | |
| You know I ain' t | |
| JayZ, honey | |
| But I' mma act like | |
| I ain' t never had money | |
| Live from the area, area, wasted | |
| Drives will bury ya, bury, wasted | |
| Standing on couches, everybody know me | |
| Rock star, only thing that' s left to do is | |
| O. DRealest out here, out here | |
| In the club doing what, got my name out here, out here | |
| You can call it tricking, you can call it tricking | |
| You can call it dissing, that it is if you all stand | |
| All the bitches on q like na na na na na, | |
| I' m in the sky, when the realest go na na na na na | |
| Let it fly dope, ah | |
| You only live one time, one time | |
| Your favorite rapper up in here one time, one time | |
| You know what | |
| You know I ain' t | |
| Jay Z honey | |
| But I act like | |
| I ain' t never have money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| Racks stacked up, get it up and throw it away | |
| You know I ain' t | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I' mma act like | |
| I ain' t never had money | |
| All my money got wings on it, fat | |
| Booties got my dingaling on it, clap | |
| Clap, clap make that butt applaud | |
| You got all that back, what you ing for? | |
| Bitches, bitches, this is y' all' s song | |
| I got riches itching sitting in y' all thong | |
| We' re the ? | |
| Slaughterhouse, baby | |
| This is what it' s all about, crazy, money | |
| Blowing in the breeze like | |
| Like a picture pose, | |
| I got cheese like | |
| Come, come, get this money from me, | |
| I don' t want it, honey | |
| I don' t make it rain | |
| I make it snow, bunny | |
| Climb the pole to the top of that bitch | |
| I ain' t got it like that, but | |
| I got it like, this | |
| You know I ain' t | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I' mma act like | |
| I ain' t never had money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| Let' s throw it away | |
| Let ' em know | |
| You know I ain' t | |
| JayZ, honey | |
| But I' mma act like | |
| I ain' t never had money | |
| Yeah, bitch, damn right, | |
| I' m ing a lesbian stripper | |
| In a Dodge | |
| Sprinter | |
| Dick Van Dyke | |
| Whores gonna love it when | |
| I go Warren | |
| BuffettThrowing euros on the floor balling on the form budget | |
| Slaughter' s in the house, look at the clique, that clique | |
| Deeper than the breasts of a fat chick | |
| Party in V | |
| IP with the | |
| Earth' s realest | |
| On blue boys and ' shrooms, now the club is | |
| Smurf Village | |
| Throwing money in the air like | |
| I' m yelling | |
| I' m falsetto like | |
| I know you killers hold the metal tight | |
| Who give a ? | |
| We all ghetto, right? | |
| I had a lap dance, moment of clarity | |
| This a tax right off, this is my favorite charity | |
| You know I ain' t | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I' mma act like | |
| I ain' t never had money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| Let' s throw it away | |
| Let ' em know | |
| You know I ain' t | |
| JayZ, honey | |
| But I' mma act like | |
| I ain' t never had money | |
| Tell her she could crash here hit and run, hit and run | |
| Hop off that pole, get on a different one, different one | |
| I told her do that thing | |
| I like and she ain' t do it | |
| That was my bad, thinking that she ain' t stupid | |
| Cute face with a pretty butt, pretty butt | |
| Shake got an ass saying giddyup, giddyup | |
| Throwing titty bucks, put it down, that' s a pick me up | |
| Money too long for me to try to titty | |
| Car murder like | |
| Even got the valet workers like | |
| You scratch that, and it' s one thing | |
| Cause I around and you gonna hear the guns sing | |
| Red bottoms hopping out the coupe | |
| We got it tied up, even when we got it out of the loop | |
| I tell ' em | |
| You know I ain' t | |
| Bill Gates, honey | |
| But I' mma act like | |
| I ain' t never had money | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| I like to throw it away | |
| And throw it away | |
| You see me throw it away | |
| Racks stacked up, get it up and throw it away |