Get Dough - Ill Al Skratch: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Get Dough

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R&B/Soul

Get Dough was released on January 1, 1994 by Universal Music Canada as a part of the album Creep Wit' Me

Song Details

AlbumCreep Wit' Me

Release DateJanuary 1, 1994

LabelUniversal Music Canada

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM88

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Ill Al Skratch

Performer

The LG Experience

The LG Experience

Performer

Lo-Rider

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Alphonse Constant

Alphonse Constant

Composer

Lorenzo Grooms

Composer

Patrick Harvey

Composer

Anthony Prendatt

Anthony Prendatt

Composer

Erick Sermon

Composer

Parrish J. Smith

Parrish J. Smith

Composer

The LG Experience

The LG Experience

Arranger

Lo-Rider

Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

The LG Experience

The LG Experience

Producer

Lo-Rider

Producer

Lyrics

It's all good

La, la, la, la, la (Yeah, yeah)

I got to get dough (Get dough)

La, la, la, la, la (Mm)

Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh, wee, oh, come on (Yeah)

La, la, la, la, la (From my **** Al Skratch)

I got to get dough (Yeah)

La, la, la, la, la (Mm)

It's the Ill Al Skratch type show (Come on)

Do the hokey pokey, I play low-key

You think I'm wack when it comes to rap, okie-dogie (Uh)

Yippie-yi-yo, yippie-yi-yay

I to the L to the L to the A (Mm)

To the L to the Skratch as I catch and I match

And I snatch dough, just from my rap flow that blow

Other rappers out the frame, I'm not afraid, black

To be laid back with the fat paid stack

In my pocket, now I'm on some fly shit

Chewin' on some toxic, dough, that's what I get (Mm)

Money to spend, I have none to lend

I'll be comin' around the mountain when I come, my friend, yeah (Yeah)

It was funny back when I was bummy

Now I make money, money, make money, money, money (Mm)

And now I feel safe, I got the faith

Makin' D-O-U-G, kept it to the H

You gotta go for what you know in '94

To get dough

You gotta go for what you know in '94 (Mm)

To get dough

TP gets dough (Ah yeah)

LG gets dough (Ah yeah)

Big Ill gets dough (Ah yeah)

Al Skratch gets dough (Ah yeah)

Now what the fuck is a mark-ass buster?

You can't trust a **** that will rupture your structure

'Cause I don't got no dough straight out the cellar

So you know you never see me at the automated teller (Mm)

While uh, my pockets, they never stay swole

I spend all my dough on a Buddha and the Olde Gold (What?)

Who got the dollar bill? I wanna hear you holler, "Ill"

Not a blue-collar worker or a scholarship (Mm-hmm)

I'm fifteen, but I say fuck a 9 to 5

Jump up in my Jeep and bump it up as I drive now (Mm-hmm)

They pull me over, make me stop, black, 'cause my pants be saggin'

System be bangin', had me cocked back (Cock back, cock back)

Now what's the reason they harass me?

Wanna beat that ass, G, took my car down to the chassis

But I go for what I know in '94 to get dough

And still say fuck the five-oh

You gotta go for what you know in '94

To get dough (That's right)

You gotta go for what you know in '94

To get dough (Yeah)

Brooklyn gets dough (Ah yeah)

Uptown gets dough (Ah yeah)

Big Ill gets dough (Ah yeah)

Al Skratch gets dough (Ah yeah)

Yo, this Al Skratch makin' fat stacks and packs

Of blue, the paper, the green cream, you know what I mean (Mm)

I attack this track like a ragin' bull

So me and my crew could be paid in full (Right?)

'Cause I remember back when I was broke

Nobody spoke no joke, I had no hope

I wish I could get rich back in the day (Mm)

It's okay, now pay come my way, they say

Loot is the root to all evil (Mm), but I don't believe you

When I pump funk for my people

And make a hit blast on the quick fast

Get cash and collect it in some big bags (Yeah)

I know it's kinda funny how it sound

(But money makes the world go 'round, mm)

You can't say it ain't so, now you know

We make dough, we get D's, we get dough

You gotta go for what you know in '94

To get dough (Right)

You gotta go for what you know in '94

To get dough (Come on)

Now do you get dough? (Hell yeah)

Do you get dough? (Hell yeah)

Do you get dough? (Hell yeah)

So when we all get dough (So come on)

You gotta go for what you know in '94

To get dough (Yeah)

You gotta go for what you know in '94 (All my homies from the hood)

To get dough

New York gets dough (Right)

D.C. gets dough (True)

Detroit gets dough (It's all good)

Cali gets dough (Yeah, baby)

You gotta go for what you know in '94

To get dough (Sing that song)

You gotta go for what you know in '94

To get dough (Let 'em know)

Brooklyn gets dough (Hell yeah)

Uptown gets dough (Hell yeah)

Compton gets dough

Ah shit

Sing that song, baby

For all the homies in the hood

Get dough

Yeah

Gotta get my dough

Yeah

Written by: Alphonse Constant, Anthony Prendatt, Erick Sermon, Lorenzo Grooms, Parrish J. Smith, Patrick Harvey

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