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Get That Money [Explicit]

Birdman & Lil Wayne

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Tekst piosenki
I know some niggas that'll merk ya for a quarter birdy You bitch ass niggas just be lucky that the boy ain't hurtin' I got the money to lag and I got that swagger workin' I'm smokin' somethin' I can't pronounce behind them phantom curtains What is you hollin' bitch, I'm on some gangsta shit She wanna make me dinner, I tell her make me rich You fuckin' with a winner but I come from a little Hoe but bet I can take that dirt and turn that shit to glitter I leave the work with her, yeah, she my baby sitter And if I find out she stealin' for realer I'ma kill her I'm just a money man so where the dollars at [Incomprehensible] beat that until them flowers black She wanna ride on this I make her ride with that Her pistol in the ceilin' that's her survival pack And do I love her naw, man I just love her spirit Blind, deaf or crazy it's money over bitches Now everybody that I know get that money baby And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'? Now everybody that I know get that money baby And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'? So getcha game up, take a bitch, break a bitch Strap her down with work and tell her don't trip, take a trip Getcha hustle up, the money's what you make of it These niggas want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery So stop stuntin' homie, false promotin' It ain't about whatcha makin', it's about what ya totin' Burn him up and leave him naked, bring him back to his wife The bitch ain't even cry cause he was livin' that life These niggas think I'm slippin' cause I'm fallin' back Bitch I got money in the walls for that Youngin' get it from the ground homie hold the hood down and Don't make a sound if them people swing around this bitch Do ya thang, whoa hustle try to stay low This is for my old school G's who ain't around this bitch But shawty they ain't fuckin' with pops Let them niggas chase that pussy we gon' follow that guap, yeah Now everybody that I know get that money baby And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'? Now everybody that I know get that money baby And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'? Fifty stacks in the garden in the backyard Money talkin', turn a key into a crack charge Y'all niggas ain't eatin' how we eatin' B Fuck how we used to be, now we how we need to be If they ain't with us they must be against us We shoot 'em in the head cause they act like they senseless If you ain't gettin' bread nigga keep yo' distance We sharks over here nigga keep on fishin', okay OK, money, money, money is my intuition Money over bitches such an easy decision Young money, money men monster militia Hard body, these niggas boxes of tissue That Nina will kiss ya, that chopper will twist ya Them 380 snapshots, now smile for the pictures Weezy motherfuckin' baby pay me My nine to five is overrated, I'm on that grind hoe Now everybody that I know get that money baby And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'? Now everybody that I know get that money baby And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?
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