Get Money

F*ck b*tches get money f*ck n*ggaz get money Hehehe

WHAT Uhh *** em up

The f*ck That s*it ain't even big boy

Oh aight you don't you don't get none of that s*it

Uhh check it out Bout to "get money"

You wanna sip Mo' on my living room flo'

Play Nintendo with Cease-a-Leo

Pick up my phone say "Poppa not home"

*** all night mad head in the morn'

Spin my V smoke all my ****

Tattoo on tit-tie sayin B-I-G now check it

You wanna be my main squeeze baby

Don'tcha you wanna gimme what I need baby

Won'tcha picture life as my wife just think

Full length mink fat X and O links

Bracelets to match conversation was all that

Showed you the safe combinations and all that

Guess you could say youse the one I trusted

Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard

S*it got hot you sent Feds to my spot

Took me to court tried to take all I got

'Nother intricate plot the b*tch said I raped her

"Damn why she wanna stick me for my paper"

My Mo-sci-no hoe my Ver-sa-ce hottie

Come to find out you was f*ckin everybody

You knew about me the fake ID

Cases in Virginia body in D.C.

Woe oh is me that's what I get for trickin

Pay my own bail commence to ass kickin

Lick in the door wavin the four-four

All you heard was "Poppa don't hit me no more"

Disrespect my click my s*it's imperial

F*ck around and made her milkbox material

You feel me Suckin d*ck runnin your lips

'Cause of you I'm on some real f*ck a b*tch s*it uhh.

F*ck b*tches get money

F*ck n*ggaz get money

WHAT I see mad girls like you

You seen mad girls just ACTIN hot

I'm tellin you though

There AIN'T nobody like me

You just frontin there's people out like that

Uhh whoo! Get at me

Whoo I told you n*ggaz

N*ggaz betta grab a seat

Grab on your d*ck as this b*tch gets deep

Deeper than the p*ssy of a b*tch six feet

Stiff d*cks feel sweet in this little petite

Young b*tch from the street guaranteed to stay down

Used to bring work outta town on Greyhound

Now I'm Billboard bound n*ggaz press to hit it

Play me like a chicken thinkin I'm pressed to get it

Rather do the killin than the stick up jooks

Rather count a million while you eat my p*ssy

Push me to the limit get my feelings in it

Get me open while I'm cummin down your throat

Then you wanna be my main squeeze n*gga

Don'tcha you wanna lick between my knees n*gga

Don'tcha wanna see me whippin your 3 down the Ave.

Blow up spots on b*tches because I'm mad

Break up affairs lick shots in the air

You get vexed and start swingin everywhere

Me shifty Now you wanna pistol whip me

Pull out your nine while I cock on mine

Yeah what n*gga I ain't got time for this

So what n*gga I'm not tryin to hear that s*it

Now you wanna buy me diamonds and Armani suits

Adrienne Vitadini and Chanel 9 boots

Things that make up for all the games and the lies

Hallmark cards sayin "I apologize"

Is you wit me How could you ever decieve me

But payback's a b*tch motherf*cker believe me

Naw I ain't gay this aint no lesbo flow

Just a lil somethin to let you motherf*ckers know

F*ck b*tches get money

F*ck n*ggaz get money

Wait a minute wait a minute

Back up just give me that s*it this s*it is mine

Oh you want my numbers and s*it

Look now you wanna

I'm all that b*tch don't ask

You're f*ckin with a b*tch named Aphrodite

Y'all believe that s*it

Just playin with you worrddaddy is all that oh word

I'm talkin bout some presidents

Talkin bout this motherf*ckin cash

Whatever you don't think about this

My nickname was Jesus in high school

You don't even believe that s*it!

God don't believe that s*it!

I'm the supreme being baby