Lyrics

All I hear go get the money (money) So I go get it (get it get it) Hate means I do something right (right) So Imma let 'em (a let 'em) Yeah Imma let 'em yeah yeah Yeah Imma let 'em (a let 'em) I hit the nail on the head yeah Yeah Imma let 'em (aha) All I hear go get the money (money) So I go get it (get it get it) Hate means I do something right (right) So Imma let 'em (a let 'em) Yeah Imma let 'em yeah yeah Yeah Imma let 'em (a let 'em) I hit the nail on the head yeah Yeah Imma let 'em (aha) Early bird go get the worm Worm in the dirt I can show you what I'm worth My hands in the dirt From when they look when you're not My hand in your purse Hell if you think I'm last then Last should be first, first, first, first, first Go head and go fix your lies Chef and I'm cooking them pies Leaving no slic believe what I got Who in demand and who got supplies Who own the land me I'm fly Look at the mouse I'll be the skies Right by my side just look at them thighs up in Dubai You see us black man black sand peaches (yeah) Back hand if you slip speaking (yeah) Cut off with the hand reaches (right) Sucka I ain't about y'all leeches All I hear go get the money So I go get it Hate means I do something right So Imma let 'em Yeah Imma let 'em yeah yeah Yeah Imma let 'em I hit the nail on the head yeah All I hear go get the money (money) So I go get it (get it get it) Hate means I do something right (right) So Imma let 'em (a let 'em) Yeah Imma let 'em yeah yeah Yeah Imma let 'em (a let 'em) I hit the nail on the head yeah Yeah Imma let 'em Swimming with sharks in the tank how come we have a thang? How many can step on stage and say they taking it all to the bank? You pulling rank, boy I'm sharp as a shape Making you step to the plank Pick up the tank, come get me if you can I'll make sure that you can't This ain't a prank I have you waving a flag, can say I'm all in my bag Getting my bags Never see me getting bagged, by the police or then in the bag Holding the fist with the drink, I tell these shorties relax It's the return of the Mac, you the return of the slack I let it burn with the facts, opposites they do attract I don't go mess with the opps, I just be calling the shots Like I was holding chop, then I go hit up the block Cut me a cheese and chop, probably go get me some top Release for after shot, then I return to the plot Checking then gold at the pot, gotta get it while it hot (That's what they love it money house)
Writer(s): Avishai Rozen, Ricardo Isaac Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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