Get Money
Shy Glizzy, Rick Ross
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GG, lil' bitch, 33rd Yeah, how the f*ck you winning, now you niggas look crummy Ask me where I been? Nigga I been getting money Walkin' through the storm, I knew my days would get sunny If I don't do shit, nigga i"m a get money I'm a get money, nigga I'm a get money I'm a get money, nigga I'm a get money I'm a get money, nigga I'm a get money I'm a get money, nigga I'm a get money What the f*ck is up? Keep a pistol in the tuck Sipping on that cup, that shit kick you in the butt Might get a fiancée, but my bitch ain't in a rush Shout out Elliante, know my neck and wrist is bust Baby this is Prada, yeah she do it for the dolla Girl where you get that ass from? She get it from her mom These niggas talking that ra-ra shit but they don't want no drama We pulling up with hollow tips, I put that on my mama He fucking all the hoes, he be putting on them clothes He rock the Gucci loafers when he cooking on the stove A lotta, lotta smoke, you don't want it? Hold your nose Ten piece with the blue cheese, that's a bankroll, oh How the f*ck you winning, now you niggas look crummy Ask me where I been? Nigga I been getting money Walkin' through the storm, I knew my days would get sunny If I don't do shit, nigga i"m a get money I'ma get money, nigga I'ma get money I'ma get money, nigga I'ma get money I'ma get money, nigga I'ma get money I'ma get money, nigga I'ma get money Brand new black Ferrari fat boy known to pop a clutch Bought another Rollie, Presidential is a must By the way that bottle, Belaire only one I touch Any nigga got a problem got a hot boy that'll bust 'em Half the market now the problem kilo by the crate C-Notes in the safe, cause C-notes on my face Indicted, I'ma fight it, like I'm Micheal Tyson Lawyer custom model, that's a couple car notes Homie doing fed time After 10 it's bedtime Snitchin' and you red line Dig a ditch and lay around Never wanted to play around Pussy boy don't make a sound Swishers in the wave cap Get money still in style How the f*ck you winning, now you niggas look crummy Ask me where I been? Nigga I been getting money Walkin' through the storm, I knew my days would get sunny If I don't do shit, nigga i"m a get money I'ma get money, nigga I'ma get money I'ma get money, nigga I'ma get money I'ma get money, nigga I'ma get money I'ma get money, nigga I'ma get money
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