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