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Yeah Baby We gon get that money (Yeah baby) We turn up on something real crazy We get that money Get that money Get that money baby Yeah Baby We gon get that money (Yeah baby) We turn up on something real crazy We get that money Get that money Get that money baby Gotta Go secure the bag (Bag) I still get that money that ya girlfriend never had (Never had) One thing is for certain I don't gotta brag (No) Cause when they see me smiling I can surely make em mad (Make em mad) Don't care if he trapping my baby still working (Still working) He gon buy me everything because I deserve it (I deserve it) Diamonds and the purses I say Gimme all of that (Gimme all of that) Cause once I blow a check I can surely make it back right back (Right back) (Oooh) Yeah Baby (Oooh) We gon get this money (Yeah baby) (Ooh) We turn up on something real crazy (Ooh) We get that money Get that money Get that money baby (Oooh) Yeah Baby (Oooh) We gon get that money (Yeah baby) (Ooh) We turn up on something real crazy (Ooh) We get that money Get that money Get that money baby Broke boys they need to stop it (Stop) They swear that they stunting with no dollars in they Wallet (No) I swear that they hate me they don't like to see my grinding (Grinding) Working so hard you gon surely see me shining (Shining) I don't really care if I'm the most hated (I don't care) Imma get the newest all they stuff is out dated(Oooh) You not saying nothing If you not talking bout paper (Uh) Climbing to the top I'm aiming for the greatest (Greatest) (Oooh)Yeah Baby (Oooh) We gon get this money (Yeah baby) (Ooh) We turn up on something real crazy (Ooh) We get that money Get that money Get that money baby (Oooh) Yeah Baby (Oooh) We gon get that money (Yeah baby) (Ooh) We turn up on something real crazy (Ooh) We get that money Get that money (Hey hey hey) Get that money baby Yeah I get the bag I get the mufuckin bag all day Going too fast I do the mufuckin dash all day I get the bag. I get the money I count it all day Haters be mad look at they face they be sad all day Dope boys selling that coco Hit me on the line got hook ups Look at all the time that it took us Now I'm on the line getting booked up Came from the bottom like pushup Now all the bitches like what's up (Yeah) (God damn) God damn all the bitches like what's up She feel like fucking, but I don't feel like doing nothing (Yeah) Treat her like nothing I play 2k while she sucking I told her man he a buster. He got it twisted like pretzel Shootas on deck we aint wrestling We get the money no resting (Yeah) (Oooh) Yeah Baby (Oooh) We gon get this money (Yeah baby) (Ooh) We turn up on something real crazy (Ooh) We get that money Get that money Get that money baby (Oooh) Yeah Baby (Oooh) We gon get that money (Yeah baby) (Ooh) We turn up on something real crazy (Ooh) We get that money Get that money Get that money baby
Writer(s): Cianni Dixon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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