Lyrics:
raised up by da lake
Onna east you could catch me right by dat station
Sippin syrup and its medication
Inna trap we get heavily medicated
Them opp Niggaz
wanna try
Walking with a big drum
Beat you like a trumpet
Homie better get cuz we with
All that fuck shit pop 'em so he can't run
Fuck to all dat gossip
more joking around wit y'all niggas
So it ain't no more joking around wit y'all niggas
Get money bro
Ain't no time in the world for a messy hoe
Smoke big
presidents
Fete
Mula
Dividends
Guap
Guala
Cheese
Dead presidents
Dat Fete
Dat Mula
Them Dividends
Chorus:
I go get the money
I go get the money
I go get
fuck the hoe
She just gave me dat top
Hit a nigga in his head
Whole body gone lock
Fuck the baddest of the bunch Whole gang gone flock
I ain't worried
Y'all be bout to die bout the same hoe
That'll Open wide for them pesos
Get tricked off the street for a damn hoe
You chasing that money
Or hoes bro
Ima
a nigga get too close, i tell him back, back, back
45 Sound like Drumline, it go brrrrr-dat-dat-dat
She wanna give me the throat
She said "boy, you
shit else to offer, Baraka
I'm only 5"5" so I love when they call me Lil' Poppa
I can't get a post, the copper so close
Less evil down here by tha dock
Talm bout money
We been getting dat
Bitch I hustle
I can take yo unemployment checks
Fck is you sayin
Guh quit playin
I’ll take the bs right
the funds then I split wid it
A natural born money maker nitty-grit wid it
Ha? I get rich why'all
Ha, boy I done bought D's wid dis
Big bout-it Benz car
know you
Yeah They say put him on, but i might Hoe you
They say you not really getting money Then lemme Show you
Ran this bag up by myself, lil boy
Razkals Naughty By Nature
They had Delinquent Habits with a Gravediggaz Flava
And a Lighter Shade of Brown Dru took us Down
To a Digital Underground where
Ion
Want
Dat freak
I just get
Geeked
Im dat
Nigga
Riding
Round
Wit more den 3
Clips
Full of
Dat hot shit
See a opp
We pop shitt
We dnt
love the way keep stroking
Finna grab her by her throat keep choking
Damn mama love the way dat ass poking
Only took one look to get her ass soaking
is
Get your it right hoe or that's you issue
I been holla at your potna so a nigga ain't gone miss you
Good rittens, matter fact if she
really balling john wall
Im independent doing this shit by myself i dont fuck with yall
No broke niggas round me get yall money up
Got the fanta on me with
deep you hard as fucc
But by yo self
You soft as feather
But you know how we get down
Step on dat Nigga like some coke
Infatuated wit dat money
Watching
couple bales
Getting money by myself
I don't give a fuck i'm putting 14 hours in myself
Getting dat money i watch how i move
I get in da trap i'm making
got dem drugs in Rachet Bitch shake dat ass fa dat money ik she loving it
Aye Every time we slide thur city we neva lacking bag it up hit up Rio line
Bank
Is Ben Frank
Call me Mr Benjamin
I go by Mr Get The Pot Right
I Been Whippin Up
I been Cooking All night
Put them bitches in a pot
I only like em if
g
Bat the fuck outta opp hoe
Get the drop nigga ain stoppin me
They do dat bad
Why the fuck nigga tryna cop me
Bitch got me cutting up dey don freed
bitches by the toe
Don't share shit
Grab my nigga by the throat
You a gas pump
Everybody get a go
You a pick me bitch
An eeine minie hoe
An eeine minie hoe
YUP! ( in background)
(scratch) 1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see
I go by the name of Jermain Dupri
Dopeman fresh in the place to be
And uhh
[Chrous:]
ova hoes... dats some hoe shit
We VIP
Share da hoes bitch
Don’t play wit my bread
You get toasted
I ain joking
When I say you get roasted
Lil nigga I
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