Get Money

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Travis Porter - Rap

Get Money

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[Verse 1: Strap] Fuck bitches, we get money Rubberband stacks, and my drink all muddy She [?] but she play her role That big booty stripper, girl, that's my ho Rolex watch, no rocks Got your girlfriend in my drop Bitch, it's going down like Joc On so many drugs, man, I thought my heart stopped Molly with Syroc, lean with the gas A week passed by, we done blew a whole band Just me and lil mama, getting blowed in the jag Riding round the city, the whole thing on my hand [Verse 2: Ali] Fuck bitches, get money Get riches, [?] These bitches say I act funny Ever since a young nigga got money I got more bitches, I ain't worried I'm busting 3 bitches, Steph Curry Drink liquor, fuck police Roll swishers, rock Roleys Man, she screaming out my name like she know me She said she know me from back when, that was the old me [?] house and the big old chain No matter, every day, it's the same old thing [Verse 3: Quez] I'm real, you ain't gotta check my barcode Got a big ass 40 in my cargos My tour buss, a motherfucking star coach 'Cause bitch, I'm a motherfucking star, ho My team deadly, you niggas can go and smoke a [?] My life is like a scene from the movie Belly And niggas walking round with they eyes gloing Man, I count a hundred with the blinds open And I pull up, scooting in the Mazerati I'm in all black, they think I'm in Illuminati Getting hoes and commas, man, that's the only thing that we gotta have in common Yeah

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Credits

Writers
  • Strap
  • Black Boe
  • Ali of Travis Porter