Get Money

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Key!] This is for my Ginas, Evas and Alias You the only reason why a nigga still [?] Black with foreign features, shining like a star light And she might [?] you, yeah If I play my cards right Ace of Spades, Ace of Spades, oo I think I heard them say Oo they look like Bey and Jay, I was thinking Kim and Ray Top floor, ass out, oo I got a [?] now They say they was looking for, she suck me til I ran out [Chorus: Key!] Excuse me, miss lady Can I ask you something? Should I ever trust a bitch if the ass is dumb? If she take that dick, and misplace that shit? Do it so good, make you wanna hate that bitch Fuck bitches Get money Fuck bitches Get money Fuck bitches Get money Fuck bitches Get money [Verse 2: Curtis Williams] I said hoes all in my phone Check all in my mind Ain't focused on what y'all get, I'm too busy tryna get mine Never trust a girl 'cause she bad You break her down and get cash We breaking down that kush pack, and then mixing it with hash Get money and fuck bitches, stunting, it's trill living My women, they cooking and cleaning, fucking and weed twisting My niggas, we mobbin Be cairful, they short tempered I hit it and don't remember, that's how a young nigga kick it I'm motivated, dedicated to getting rich These niggas hating, making staitments about my clique But I'm too focused, never noticed, I'm 'bout my chips You want me [?] I need ten, ho, I'm on my shit [Chorus: Key!] Excuse me, miss lady Can I ask you something? Should I ever trust a bitch if the ass is dumb? If she take that dick, and misplace that shit? Do it so good, make you wanna hate that bitch Fuck bitches Get money Fuck bitches Get money Fuck bitches Get money Fuck bitches Get money [Verse 3: Key!] All I want is some money, that's why I keep it a hundred If I don't ohe nobody, then they can't take none from me Making money my motivation, it's keeping me motivated I hope that I'm motivation for all of the money makers Got love for the strippers, love for the dealers I just bought me a whip, I got love for the dealer I make money for realer, smoking on killa Take her home and I fill her, take her home and I fill her [Chorus: Key!] Excuse me, miss lady Can I ask you something? Should I ever trust a bitch if the ass is dumb? If she take that dick, and misplace that shit? Do it so good, make you wanna hate that bitch Fuck bitches Get money Fuck bitches Get money Fuck bitches Get money Fuck bitches Get money