$pectacular $hit (feat. Cat Attacc)

Amen A Good Lord
Amen A Hold on Hold On
Wanna be Rich Huh? huh
Yea yea
Bitch glttt
Uh she want Spectacular shit Spectacular shit
She wanna fly first class in the Air
Anytime she taking a trip takin A Trip
She wanna Ooo
Exotic the car anytime she step in the whip step in the whip
She want the money, the jewelry and diamonds
And memories she won't forget she wont forget 8aby
She wanna aa
She wanna Slide It -Slide It
She wanna Ride It - Ride It
She say She bout It - bout It
It going Down Now
She said
She said she wanna be rich Huh
She said she want all the Money
SPectacular shit Huh
Whats gunning? it's Cat Lil Bitch
I Just link Wolfe Tapia Bitch
We was Chattn N Shit
Was talking but music n money Music n money
And making It happen n shit
Just cooling in traffic dont trip
Trip
No laccn you know that we paccn some shit
Shit

Don't listen to niggas they fib
Fib
No distraction you know that we clapping n $hit
Shit
I Spotted A Jawn From Across
Well i pull up on her well ofcourse
Ofcourse
To see if she jaccn the sauce Sauce
I told her come on come fucc with a boss
Don't worry bout what that Shit cost
Don't worry lil mama i got you floss
She come in my room n get tossed
This dicc done fuccd up her posture
Then i went ghost with Tasha
Yea yea
Get your money get your fuccn bands Up
Yea yea
Get your money get your fuccn bands upppp
Get your money get your fuccn bands up
Yea yea baby
Get your money amen get your fuccn bands upppp
Bitch, gltttt Uh
She want Spectacular shit
She wanna fly first class in the Air
Anytime she taking a trip everytime
She wanna Ooo
Exotic the car anytime she step in the whip Skkrt skkrttt
She want the money, the jewelry and diamonds
And memories she won't forget yeah yeah
She wanna aa
She wanna slide It -Slide It Slide-It Slide-It
She wanna ride It - ride It wooow
She say she bout It - bout It bout It- Bout it
It going down now
She said
She said she wanna be rich huh huh
She said she want all the Money
SPectacular shit Huh
She want Spectacular shit glrrrrr
She know im the Wolfe
She all the vibes
She know how I am off the rip
She like a unicorn so like
So like technically she dont exist
But she standing infront Of Me
And this shit get real
This is technically real As It Gets
Pull up on me n get lit
Call all of your friends let's get Lit
We got the drugs on the strip
We got the henny we tip glrrrrr
Gang gang A
Call all of your friends lets get lit
Call all of your friends
Call all of your friends
Call all of your friends
Yeah
A yeah
Get your money get your fuccn bands Up
A yea gttttt
Get your money get your fuccn bands upppp squeeze
Get your money get your fuccn bands Up
A yea gltttt
Get your money amen get your fuccn bands upppp glrrrrr
Amen
Amen
Amen
Good lord
Good lord good lord
Amen



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Jackson
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