Get The Money
You are now
Witnessing
Real lyricism
I'm In a foreign
With a bad bitch on imo
Got a strap on me
That can take down a rhino
Work in the trunk
All of it albino
I got too many hoes
I see more pussy than a gyno
Ugh
Yall frontin on the net like goalies
Even if you ain't religious
I'll shoot until you holy
You ain't a hustler
You got one foot in the game
Hookie pokie
The plug drop me work till I'm
Swamped
Okeefenokee
Ugh
The liquor keep me bent
Like the pole vault
For my hood I'm so down
I need zoloft
The only time you get a hoe
Is shooting ball horse
I got two straps
Front & back nine
Golf course
If I squeeze on the glock
You gone bleed on the spot
I done brought so much snow
They need ski's on the block
You ain't a boss
Till you a owner
Gas is the aroma
My pockets catch phrase
Is the dough
Like Homer Ugh
We gone get the money
We get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We gone get the money
Ugh
Fuck what they be saying
Nigga get the money
Ugh
Don't be out here playing
Nigga get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We gone get the money
Ugh
Fuck what they be saying
Baby get the money
Ugh
Don't be out here playing
Baby get the money
I'm a hustler
Making nothing into something
Like macgyver
I aim a chopper at beef
& cut it down Like a sliders
Yo man got merc'd
You gossiping bout
What you don't know
Don't make us come back
For u2 Like Bono
Ugh
Don't diss the rapping Garvey
You gone take more shots
Than a bachelor party
Gave 3 hunnit to devante
Reaching for my entrée
Tryna stop me from eating
You fucked like a prom date
Drug dealer grande
Stash spot in a Honda
Soon as I touch down
My work sellout Like kanye
I motivate niggas with attitudes
Jerry heller
Interrogation
I ain't see or heard shit
Helen Keller
I got stacks that don't
Fold right in its form
Every bill's that mufucka
That flew a kite in a storm
They showing ass
We throwing cash
& blowing gas
We can spend Like this
The Bricks going fast
Ugh
We gone get the money
We get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We gone get the money
Ugh
Fuck what they be saying
Nigga get the money
Ugh
Don't be out here playing
Nigga get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We gone get the money
Ugh
Fuck what they be saying
Baby get the money
Ugh
Don't be out here playing
Baby get the money
Ugh
Get yo mufuckin money
Seven land
Yall know where it started
Let's go
Brother maddi
Feddi Nigga
Blimpcity
Let's get it
Witnessing
Real lyricism
I'm In a foreign
With a bad bitch on imo
Got a strap on me
That can take down a rhino
Work in the trunk
All of it albino
I got too many hoes
I see more pussy than a gyno
Ugh
Yall frontin on the net like goalies
Even if you ain't religious
I'll shoot until you holy
You ain't a hustler
You got one foot in the game
Hookie pokie
The plug drop me work till I'm
Swamped
Okeefenokee
Ugh
The liquor keep me bent
Like the pole vault
For my hood I'm so down
I need zoloft
The only time you get a hoe
Is shooting ball horse
I got two straps
Front & back nine
Golf course
If I squeeze on the glock
You gone bleed on the spot
I done brought so much snow
They need ski's on the block
You ain't a boss
Till you a owner
Gas is the aroma
My pockets catch phrase
Is the dough
Like Homer Ugh
We gone get the money
We get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We gone get the money
Ugh
Fuck what they be saying
Nigga get the money
Ugh
Don't be out here playing
Nigga get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We gone get the money
Ugh
Fuck what they be saying
Baby get the money
Ugh
Don't be out here playing
Baby get the money
I'm a hustler
Making nothing into something
Like macgyver
I aim a chopper at beef
& cut it down Like a sliders
Yo man got merc'd
You gossiping bout
What you don't know
Don't make us come back
For u2 Like Bono
Ugh
Don't diss the rapping Garvey
You gone take more shots
Than a bachelor party
Gave 3 hunnit to devante
Reaching for my entrée
Tryna stop me from eating
You fucked like a prom date
Drug dealer grande
Stash spot in a Honda
Soon as I touch down
My work sellout Like kanye
I motivate niggas with attitudes
Jerry heller
Interrogation
I ain't see or heard shit
Helen Keller
I got stacks that don't
Fold right in its form
Every bill's that mufucka
That flew a kite in a storm
They showing ass
We throwing cash
& blowing gas
We can spend Like this
The Bricks going fast
Ugh
We gone get the money
We get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We gone get the money
Ugh
Fuck what they be saying
Nigga get the money
Ugh
Don't be out here playing
Nigga get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We get the money
Ugh
We gone get the money
We gone get the money
Ugh
Fuck what they be saying
Baby get the money
Ugh
Don't be out here playing
Baby get the money
Ugh
Get yo mufuckin money
Seven land
Yall know where it started
Let's go
Brother maddi
Feddi Nigga
Blimpcity
Let's get it
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Writer(s): Marlon Grimes
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