Get Money (feat. 1600 Black)
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
Fuck you talking bout i came from a drought
My bitch had put me out but look at me now
But look at me now all i wanna do is
Get money get money yeaaaah
All i wanna do is get money act a ass
While i stack this cash everyday we
Party to the morning popping xans and
Hella blunts of grass had to tell the bitch
Get up off her ass in the motel geeking with the staff
They saying slow down you going to fast
I got that pack and its 93 gas im balling
Like im 23 back in 92 and im a january
Baby born in 92 est feb that's the fucking crew
I put the perky in her ass shorty got loose
I had to put it down just to get it up
I grinded for hella nights im never giving up
I been putting in too much work just to give it up
And if you think im bluffing come and try your luck
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
Fuck you talking bout i came from a drought
My bitch had put me out but look at me now
But look at me now all i wanna do is
Get money get money yeaaaah
I'm cool with dead presidents that fuck shit
Is irrelevent i ask for all twenties when i go
And see my teller chick she hella thick
Just like my bankroll you need to get a grip
My voice make her cum so you know i gotta
Play her shit she soaking wet and no i ain't
Talking bout my main bitch my brother whip it up
While my younging clutch the stainless
I'm just finna stay down till i come up
And as soon as i do im putting all of my niggas on
All i wanna do is get comma my money dont fold
Like i was in front your honor all black 350z
I call her carma she come right back to me
Just like she was karma my niggas smart as shit
But we call each other dummy im one loyal ass
Nigga cause im married to the money niggas
Laughing at me i don't find shit funny cause i
Bring the bitches out but im married to the money
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
Fuck you talking bout i came from a drought
My bitch had put me out but look at me now
But look at me now all i wanna do is
Get money get money yeaaaah
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
Fuck you talking bout i came from a drought
My bitch had put me out but look at me now
But look at me now all i wanna do is
Get money get money yeaaaah
All i wanna do is get money act a ass
While i stack this cash everyday we
Party to the morning popping xans and
Hella blunts of grass had to tell the bitch
Get up off her ass in the motel geeking with the staff
They saying slow down you going to fast
I got that pack and its 93 gas im balling
Like im 23 back in 92 and im a january
Baby born in 92 est feb that's the fucking crew
I put the perky in her ass shorty got loose
I had to put it down just to get it up
I grinded for hella nights im never giving up
I been putting in too much work just to give it up
And if you think im bluffing come and try your luck
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
Fuck you talking bout i came from a drought
My bitch had put me out but look at me now
But look at me now all i wanna do is
Get money get money yeaaaah
I'm cool with dead presidents that fuck shit
Is irrelevent i ask for all twenties when i go
And see my teller chick she hella thick
Just like my bankroll you need to get a grip
My voice make her cum so you know i gotta
Play her shit she soaking wet and no i ain't
Talking bout my main bitch my brother whip it up
While my younging clutch the stainless
I'm just finna stay down till i come up
And as soon as i do im putting all of my niggas on
All i wanna do is get comma my money dont fold
Like i was in front your honor all black 350z
I call her carma she come right back to me
Just like she was karma my niggas smart as shit
But we call each other dummy im one loyal ass
Nigga cause im married to the money niggas
Laughing at me i don't find shit funny cause i
Bring the bitches out but im married to the money
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
All i wanna do is get money get money yeaaaah
Fuck you talking bout i came from a drought
My bitch had put me out but look at me now
But look at me now all i wanna do is
Get money get money yeaaaah
Credits
Writer(s): Gary Octwone Jr. Harrison
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