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I Get Money

50 Cent

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[Produced by Apex] [Hook: 50 Cent] I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it) I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it) I, I get money, money I got (Yeah) Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!) I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it) I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it) I, I get money, money I got (Yeah, yeah) Money, money I got, money, money I got (I run New York!) [Verse 1] I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks Coca-Cola came and bought it for billions, what the fuck? Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares? I'm stanky rich, I'mma die trying to spend this shit Southsides' up in in this bitch Yeah, I smell like the vault, I used to sell dope I did play the block, now I play on boats In the south of France baby, Saint-Tropez Get a tan, I'm already black, rich, I'm already that Gangsta, get a gat, hit a head in a hat Call that a river rat, shit, fuck the chitter chat The baker, I bake the bread; the barber, I cut your head The marksman, I spray the lead, blood clot, chop your leg Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig I come where you live, ya dig? [Hook] [Verse 2] You can call this my new shit, but it ain't new though I got rid of my old bitch, now I got new hoes First it was the Benzo, now I'm in the Enzo Ferrari, I'm sorry, I keep blowing up They call me the cake man, the strawberry shake man I spray the AR, make your whole clique break dance Backspin, head spin, flatline, you're dead then 9 shells, Mac-10, "who wanna get it cracking?" I was young, I couldn't do good, now I can't do bad I ride, wreck the new Jag, I just buy the new Jag Now nigga why you mad? Oh, you can't do that? I'm so forgetful, they calling me cocky I come up out the jeweler, they calling me Rocky It's the ice on my neck, man, the wrist and my left hand Bling like bloaw, you like my style Ha ha - I'm heading to the bank right now [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk Like a Teflon Don, boy, I run New York When I come outta court, yeah, I pop the cork I keep it gangsta, I have ya outlined in chalk In the hood if ya ask about me They'll tell ya I'm about my bread Round the world if ya ask about me They'll tell ya they love the kid [Outro] Whoa, hey (I-I get it) Whoa, hey (I-I get it) Whoa, hey (Yeah) Whoa, hey (I run New York) Whoa, hey (I-I get it) Whoa, hey (I-I get it) Whoa, hey (Yeah, yeah) Whoa, hey (I run New York) whoa I get money, money I got (I'm back on the streets, man) I get money, money I got (I'm bringing the heat, man) I get money, money I got (I'm on my grind) Money I got, money I got (Like all the time) I get money, money I got (Trying to stop my shine) I get money, money I got (I'll cock my 9, don't get outta line) Money I got, money I got (I said don't get outta line I-I get it, I-I get it Yeah, yeah)
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