We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
Uhhh
Got a duffel bag, I brought it all for strippers,
Got the bitches in the section, they're just the spoils for the victor
I'm on the corner when I touchdown, and I was going in like victor (Cruz)
Plug was outta town, buick we going to Buena vista (Pack up)
Tryna the fan the fires, and had to watch the flames flicker
If they pull us over, they'll check the tires and the transmission
I'm dosing off to Hova, am I tired or the zans kicked in?
Why you want to Joe us? Y'all niggas wired and soundbitten
I'm Feeling like Jehavoh, cuz I went higher and transcended
I Got it out the kitchen, I used the fryer the pan sticking (ill)
I'm cooking off the bake, I came with grease, my fiends skipping
Dealt with different ratios, I'm called the clean chemist
My nigga rock will show you God, I swear the team different
50 shots a grown size, but the laser beam infant
I'll Shower you with love, just as long as its Green Business
Circle full of thugs and I'm going to make sure that we
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
Add it up
We gon get rich, mark my words like I'm tatted up
The best pussy don't come from chicks with the fattest butts
We suitable for this rap shit, I just grabbed a tux
Roll up the woods, keep the cabinet shut
You ain't to bluff, bro we have the trust
Since this rappin stuff, I've been snapping ugh
Too much cappin, I been crackin up
We all had it rough
My kids bad as f*ck, another trap to bust
I'm boxed in, UPS package us
The game lacking Us
Buick Kapernuck (Kapernick)
These my folks, put ya ratchet Up for niggas acting up
I got a grin on me
These is bars and with this penmanship, that's why they depend on me
Against the odds, it's gon be a breeze
We gon win My G
The world tell me that I ain't great, well lord can I be
Niggas is poor and they can't afford a memory
Cuz they all f*cked up ones that I can't still believe
Be water, cuz anything from the dirt
It can succeed
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
Oliver Rothstein - Get This Money (feat. Buick B) Lyrics
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We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
Uhhh
Got a duffel bag, I brought it all for strippers,
Got the bitches in the section, they're just the spoils for the victor
I'm on the corner when I touchdown, and I was going in like victor (Cruz)
Plug was outta town, buick we going to Buena vista (Pack up)
Tryna the fan the fires, and had to watch the flames flicker
If they pull us over, they'll check the tires and the transmission
I'm dosing off to Hova, am I tired or the zans kicked in?
Why you want to Joe us? Y'all niggas wired and soundbitten
I'm Feeling like Jehavoh, cuz I went higher and transcended
I Got it out the kitchen, I used the fryer the pan sticking (ill)
I'm cooking off the bake, I came with grease, my fiends skipping
Dealt with different ratios, I'm called the clean chemist
My nigga rock will show you God, I swear the team different
50 shots a grown size, but the laser beam infant
I'll Shower you with love, just as long as its Green Business
Circle full of thugs and I'm going to make sure that we
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
Add it up
We gon get rich, mark my words like I'm tatted up
The best pussy don't come from chicks with the fattest butts
We suitable for this rap shit, I just grabbed a tux
Roll up the woods, keep the cabinet shut
You ain't to bluff, bro we have the trust
Since this rappin stuff, I've been snapping ugh
Too much cappin, I been crackin up
We all had it rough
My kids bad as f*ck, another trap to bust
I'm boxed in, UPS package us
The game lacking Us
Buick Kapernuck (Kapernick)
These my folks, put ya ratchet Up for niggas acting up
I got a grin on me
These is bars and with this penmanship, that's why they depend on me
Against the odds, it's gon be a breeze
We gon win My G
The world tell me that I ain't great, well lord can I be
Niggas is poor and they can't afford a memory
Cuz they all f*cked up ones that I can't still believe
Be water, cuz anything from the dirt
It can succeed
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
Uhhh
Got a duffel bag, I brought it all for strippers,
Got the bitches in the section, they're just the spoils for the victor
I'm on the corner when I touchdown, and I was going in like victor (Cruz)
Plug was outta town, buick we going to Buena vista (Pack up)
Tryna the fan the fires, and had to watch the flames flicker
If they pull us over, they'll check the tires and the transmission
I'm dosing off to Hova, am I tired or the zans kicked in?
Why you want to Joe us? Y'all niggas wired and soundbitten
I'm Feeling like Jehavoh, cuz I went higher and transcended
I Got it out the kitchen, I used the fryer the pan sticking (ill)
I'm cooking off the bake, I came with grease, my fiends skipping
Dealt with different ratios, I'm called the clean chemist
My nigga rock will show you God, I swear the team different
50 shots a grown size, but the laser beam infant
I'll Shower you with love, just as long as its Green Business
Circle full of thugs and I'm going to make sure that we
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
Add it up
We gon get rich, mark my words like I'm tatted up
The best pussy don't come from chicks with the fattest butts
We suitable for this rap shit, I just grabbed a tux
Roll up the woods, keep the cabinet shut
You ain't to bluff, bro we have the trust
Since this rappin stuff, I've been snapping ugh
Too much cappin, I been crackin up
We all had it rough
My kids bad as f*ck, another trap to bust
I'm boxed in, UPS package us
The game lacking Us
Buick Kapernuck (Kapernick)
These my folks, put ya ratchet Up for niggas acting up
I got a grin on me
These is bars and with this penmanship, that's why they depend on me
Against the odds, it's gon be a breeze
We gon win My G
The world tell me that I ain't great, well lord can I be
Niggas is poor and they can't afford a memory
Cuz they all f*cked up ones that I can't still believe
Be water, cuz anything from the dirt
It can succeed
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
We gon get this money
FA shoo
My homie they took his life from em
This shit ugly, Oh yeaaa
Writer: Christopher Oliver
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, KILLPHONIC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, KILLPHONIC