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Hey, hey, okay Go get some money, go get some money, go get some money, go get some Money, go get some money, go get some money Too many talkers, they talkin' bout nothin', it put me to sleep Yeah, too many haters, they hatin' on nothin', my shit only repeat Yeah, lil' bitch, go and make that money, lil' bitch, yeah, Go and make that money, lil' bitch, yeah Go and make that money, yeah I'm the first one with it and the last one with it, can't take that from me I am not that one, better know what you on when you roll up on me Hey, huh, I think the sky's the limit, I put em in grease and I'm fryin' these niggas Ding ding ding we have a winner, you lame as fuck standing behind all these niggas I don't got time for these niggas, I'm too busy making my company bigger I been outside like a boss, I pay exactly the cost She say she want a new Benz, pour up three shots on the rocks I break off all of my mens, I just eat good like Rick Ross I don't need no new friends, niggas be throwing me off Okay, let's go, hey, hey, okay, go get some money, go get some money, go get some money Go get some money, go get some money, go get some money, go get some money Yeah, walking on water, I'm walking on water, I'm floating on water Yeah, grab that boy by the neck and I choke him out dunk on that boy like Vince Carter Yeah, how could they say I ain't give all I could, this shit cost me a quarter Yeah, I don't know none of these bitches, I just kinda count em and sort em Hey, ABC bitches and EFG bitches, just bring em in order Oh they exotic, I can't ain't ignore em, fuck on the ass, then on the deport em, then I Hey, hey, okay, go get some money, go get some money, go get some money Go get some money, go get some money, go get some money, go get some money Yeah, walking on water, I'm walking on water, I'm floating on water Yeah, grab that boy by the neck and I choke him out dunk on that boy like Vince Carter I been outside like a boss, I pay exactly the cost She say she want a new Benz, pour up three shots on the rocks I break off all of my mens, I just eat good like Rick Ross I don't need no new friends, niggas be throwing me off Okay, let's go
Writer(s): Langston Adams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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