100 lyrics for "I get money, I get money, I get money"
I'm mixing them cookies with sherbert (lean) I get the money you heard (huh) I got customers, I might fuck on her (bitch) I might pop a Perc, I might make it work (huh) I need a Fanta got syrup Young nigga hop out the vert (woah) Yah, yah, huh Yah, yah,
PlayFuck bitches, get money, fuck niggas, get money Fuck bitches, get money Fuck niggas, get money You want to sip Mo' on my living room flo' Play Nintendo with Cease-a-Leo Pick up my phone say, "Poppa not home" Sex all night, mad head in the morn' Spin my
PlayYou oughta know by now Is that all you get for your money And it seems such a waste of time If that's what it's all about Mama, if that's movin' up then I'm movin' out Anthony works in the grocery store Savin' his pennies for someday Mama Leone left a
PlaySomebody tell me (To give you money, work to give you money) Was the end of the week All the things we sign And the things we buy Ain't gonna keep us together Somebody told me Boy everything she wants is everything she sees
PlayWorking my money 'til I get gold Monday-Friday mornin' When I get it, I ain't ever goin' back again 'Cause I can't get enough One hundred percent, yeah, pure grindin' Cause I can't get enough Started out with nothing and I still got most of that The
PlayWe in the bed like (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) I'm a buy you a drank (Then I'm a take you home with me) I got money in the bank (Shawty, what chu think about that? Find me in the gray Cadillac) Let's get gone, walk it out (Now walk it out, think about it,
PlayWhen the money's gone Will you be my friend Float a small row boat till our ship comes in When the winter nights chill us to the soul Will you feed the fire Spin the straw to gold Will you get cold feet Will you still be there if the ends don't meet
PlaySay you wanna get in And then you wanna get out When you get the money To buy yourself a castle How will you wear your leisure Zipper back and front On the fence together Weekends in leather Flip to the right
PlayShe said, when I be in the club Posted with my thugs, that I be so elegant She can't get enough I'm looking at your body, yeah and I can't get enough Just know, it ain't fuckin' love I'm getting to the money and the money come alive She can't get enough
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