Get That dough (Remix)

Remix remix remix
Gotta get that gotta get that Gotta get that
Remix remix remix
Gotta get that gotta get that Gotta get that

Gotta get that dough
Gotta get that dough

Gotta get that dough and you Know I Gotta get that dough

Gotta get that dough
Gotta get that dough

Gotta get tha-at
And you Know I Gotta get that Dough

Gotta make that dough
Gotta make that dough

Gotta make that dough and you Know I Gotta make that dough

Gotta make that dough
Gotta make that dough

Gotta make tha-at
And you know I Gotta make That dough

Gotta make that dough
Gotta get on this beat
Gotta run this flow
Everybody know that Lite Brite Go
Gotta make this wheat
But not by pole
Bipolar crazy ass two faced hoe
Don't get nasty with me
You already know
Ready the MAS wit dough
All right Though
My lower space has you KO'ed
Get in my face I start rolling Them punches
Or I might get the mace cause The Suburban Life
Gifted me with abundance
I don't care what bitch want it
I'm ancentedently On top and Triumphant
I Accent the Bentley
Behold when I'm on it
If a bitch go against me
You know that I'll run it
Say what I mean I aint ever Gone front it
And I mean what I say
I don't stunt it
Don't it
Make you feel some type of Way
That a bitch is on top of the Game
You can see that there's no one The same
Mentally you Beefing with my Brain
You's a lame Go to bed
If you can't even step to the Fame
Before you let that shit go To your head
Like the doormouse said
Get the right food for your Brain
And always keep it on the Bread aye

Gotta get that dough
Gotta get that dough

Gotta get that dough and you Know I Gotta get that dough

Gotta get that dough
Gotta get that dough

Gotta get tha-at
And you Know I Gotta get that Dough

Gotta make that dough
Gotta make that dough

Gotta make that dough and you Know I Gotta make that dough

Gotta make that dough
Gotta make that dough
Ayo Lite Brite I got you
Gotta make tha-at
It's the remix, look
And you know I Gotta make That dough

And I'm gettin' all dough
N*ggas can't see me like Waldo
Yea I'm stackin' this money, Alto
You think that I'm lyin'? Falso
It's a real n*gga been a real facts, no imaginary
The man in the mirror's my adversary
Yeah this bastard's scary
And my cash is very, wait
I remember the year, it was 05
I met a girl, she was so fine
And she wanted to chill, no lie
Like bro why?
Ya voice really got me saying wow
I want to sing, can you teach me how
Yea I'm down
If only Julia could see me now, yeah
We went on some crazy adventures
Some good times, some bad times
I blew it all up like land mines
It was all my fault, yea I can't lie
Now here we are with these damn rhymes
I ain't messing up, like last time
I'm hopin' we can give it one last try
This was meant to be, and that's why I gotta
Gotta get that dough
These n*ggas playing games
Call it Tic Tac Toe, or Candyland
The tool on my side like a handyman
I'm trying to win a couple Grammys man
Ya boy on stage
Head to toe, in all Balmain
Gettin' dough, I'm talking all day
All day like cash
100 on the dash
Swervin' through all the lanes
Me and Lite Brite, in the limelight
We ain't new the game
Yo we're actually rappers
Who would have thought? It's a beautiful thang
It all started with boy you can sang
And for that I got you to thank
Let's go to the bank yeah

Gotta get that dough
Gotta get that dough

Gotta get that dough and you Know I Gotta get that dough

Gotta get that dough
Gotta get that dough

Gotta get tha-at
And you Know I Gotta get that Dough

Gotta make that dough
Gotta make that dough

Gotta make that dough and you Know I Gotta make that dough

Gotta make that dough
Gotta make that dough

Gotta get tha-at
And you Know I Gotta get that Dough

Gotta get that Dough
And you know I got to get that Dough
Uh got to get that
Bettah get that
Niggas wanna get that