Get Money Freestyle

My bitches (ya), get money (ooh)
My bitches (ya), get money (ooh)
My bitches (ya), get money (ooh)
My bitches (ya), get money (ooh)

My bitches, get money (uh-huh)
My bitches, get money (ya)
My bitches, get money (uh-huh)
Uh-huh

I remember we was young, drinkin' on Capri Sun
Runnin' in the street, now we in my colors, Caprice
Drinkin' O.E., listenin' to beast
With a bad lil' hottie with a body straight kissin' on me

Slidin' through the back streets, enemies turn track me
When we clap, heat, get murked, nigga tax-free
Either sell drugs, gangbang, or be a athlete
Watchin' Jamie Foxx and fuckin' hoes that look like Pansy

Make em' wet, I'll do they panties
Make em' squirt, I'll make em' gush
Ooh, they can't stand me like it's friday, call me Stanley
Posted at my granny's with the OGs in the alley

While they smokin' serm sticks and politics about the Caddy
Makin' money off the beans and crackheads as they pass me
Kids laughing, cops roll right past me
It's a good day if you ask me

L-A-Z-Y, yeah!

My bitches, get money
My bitches, get money
My bitches, get money
My bitches, get money

My bitches, get money
My bitches, get money
My bitches, get money
My bitches, get money