| Yeah it’s Project Pat in this thang
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| This goes out to all real niggas mane
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| You gettin' that money you gotta keep gettin' that cheese man
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| You know what I’m sayin'?
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| And those who sittin' around waitin' on a handout
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| Nigga, keep waitin'
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| The cars, the clothes, the life, I chose
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| The cars, the clothes, the life, I chose
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| The cars, the clothes, the life, I chose
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| I been gettin' money, I been gettin' money
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| The gutta, the hood, the drugs, what’s cookin'?
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| The guns, the mask, the young broads hookin'
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| The grams, the zones, the hundred for the tens
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| The county, the state, the fed-e-ral pen
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| Police in them high speeds now that’s where I been
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| Ya left ya house unattended, was breakin' in
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| Old heads 'round the way say I need to cease fire
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| Cocaine habit like, water to the grease fire
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| Nines, big pinky rangs, flashy like King Tut
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| Dirty South ain’t havin' thangs, do you see the bling what?
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| Candy paint, on the cars, hazelnut wood
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| Twenty fo' inch floaters floatin' through the hood
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| I’m on the slab tryna slang this pack of yams (yams)
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| Call me the sand man straight, outta Pakistan (stan)
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| I’m tryna get in, suckers better get this (this)
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| I’m tryna make it rich, ice on my wrizzist (wrist)
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| You on the grind every night, tryna get mine (mine)
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| Slangin blow, packs of pills and that goodie pine (pine)
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| Yeah, I specialize in bein' a specialist (specialist)
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| Don’t make money ain’t makin' our list (what?)
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| Except ya girlfriend cause she insist (she insist)
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| I got the chewin' so long I left her wit' a lisp (wit' a lisp)
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| I make the ones hatin' feel shitty (really)
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| Show my ass buyin' the same cars as P. Diddy, what?
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| I been gettin' money from the crumbs to the purse snatchin'
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| I kept a mask on wit' the guns click-clackin'
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| Project was straight jackin' drug dealers to the fiends
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| I wasn’t comin' up I had dreams of comin' clean
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| About this ghetty green, night and day I plot and scheme
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| Was in the project sellin' pills sippin' lean
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| Nigga I’m hustlin', where the bullets never ceaseful
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| It’s always gunplay, cause ya mouth stay in grease-ful
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| Get a treeful, my candy like Honeydew
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| They see me in my car, dog, this what money do
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| Ya baby mama wanna holla so you hate to this
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| I’m talkin' money talk some can’t relate to this |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Been Gettin' Money , by - Juicy J. Song from the album Blue Dream & Lean, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп