Got Dam Rite

Lyrics

[Intro] Damn, it's like the motherfuckin' monkeys out there Wayne, you good? Donny (Wayne, oh, you got another one) [Verse 1] You goddamn right, spend a long-ass night (Yeah) My young boys, all they do is goddamn fight (Damn) Nice car, catch you at the goddamn light Your jewelry, that shit is too goddamn tight (Woo) .38 revolver, nothin' too fancy (Nah) All black shearling, stopped at Delancey (DaRucci) Left the homies home 'cause they be too antsy Some niggas still ain't home since Reagan and Nancy (Ah) I ain't fuckin' with you, but you already knew that (You knew that) You say you was gon' pay me, well, K, nigga, do that (Do that) Now I'm in the coupe, before, I was on the train (Uh-huh) I don't fuck with broke people, all they do is just complain (Ooh) Dirt on my name and all this pollution And how they fucked up, but never got a solution? Before the rap game, I was baggin' up raw (Facts) But get it how you live, we got the same twenty-four (Shit) Holidays comin', we gon' spend it on the beach Your baby daddy fucked up, you gettin' one tour each (That's it?) If he on demon time, well, somebody need to preach (Preach) You from the old school? Well, somebody need to teach (Ah) I'm way more supportable (Uh-huh) Fuck the old game plan, bitch, this the audible (Audible) Donny, he the oracle (Ooh) Got him in the studio, he wasn't that recordable And I still got money 'cause I'm buyin' what's affordable [Chorus] Yeah, gotta get the money, yeah, let it talk for you Find a lil' model bitch, yeah, tell her walk for you Gotta watch your back 'cause these haters got chalk for you Man, I love my city, that's New York for you Gotta get the money, yeah, let it talk for you Find a lil' model bitch, yeah, tell her walk for you Gotta watch your back 'cause these haters got chalk for you Man, I love my city (I'ma go back in, my nigga), that's New York for you [Verse 2] Yo, niggas be lyin' in their rhymes (Facts), but they ain't never move that (Uh-uh) And neither did them other niggas, so why try and prove that? (Woo) Now everything you say is gon' be used against you I said stay off the 'Gram, but I'm done tryna convince you (I'm done) But make your lil' money and get ready for the summer (Okay) I'm tellin' you they watchin', I just want you to lose my number Sayin' that she loyal, only six months passed She fuckin' other niggas, I'm like, "Damn, that's fast" (Told you) Calls stop comin' and that money in a drought (See?) Can't be mad, nigga, you ain't never gettin' out Cars all gone, niggas back to walking You gotta love this shit I'm talking (Donny), Don-don [Chorus] Yeah, gotta get the money, yeah, let it talk for you Find a lil' model bitch, yeah, tell her walk for you Gotta watch your back 'cause these haters got chalk for you Man, I love my city, that's New York for you Gotta get the money, yeah, let it talk for you Find a lil' model bitch, yeah, tell her walk for you Gotta watch your back 'cause these haters got chalk for you Man, I love my city, that's New York for you [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah Don-don Don-don Don-don Don-don Don-don Don-don