Lyrics Go Get It - Chamillionaire

Go Get It - Chamillionaire
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Go Get It, artist - Chamillionaire. Album song Reignfall, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.07.2013
Record label: chamillitary
Song language: English

Go Get It

Mmmhmmm, alright
Chamillitary mayne
Mmmhmmm, the money’s calling me Everybody knows how I feel about my bank
Some say I’m heartless, but y’all know I ain’t
Don’t have no problems, as long as you’re keeping it G The money’s calling me Yeah, I could have went Hollywood, but I stayed trill and remained true
Still riding them big blades that I slide on when I skate through
Ever told me you hate haters, well guess what, that makes two
Cause nowadays he got paid,
You girl want me to serve pipe, got pa’tners on their third strike
And they going for they fourth, it’s like they know they wanna serve life
Got pa’tners that life and got pa’tners that for life
No longer beefing with Mike Jones, but I still murder mics
City where you from, you made it from the slum
Now they’re acting like you over, you’ve gotta give ‘em some
Park your Caddy in the sun
They didn’t know you did it, but they’ll always be some people getting mad
about your digits
They boys that never did it, disrespecting what you’ve done
Got some ladies catching feelings, tryn’a be your number one
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin' on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come
I be like, let’s go get it Let’s go get it I drop it out no acting timid
I’m like, let’s go get it Let’s go get it I drop the top, then turn up the so they can feel it
I’m like, let’s go get it Let’s go get it Looking at my watch, time is money, so I’m counting minutes
Got the world on your back, know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on running on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come
Can’t sidetrack these lying cats
Tryn’a make me take a straight loss
He say he got them birdies, told ‘em I don’t even play golf
Completely different sport, they got me balling, practise paid off
Step back and hit that switch, it’s like, there’s no blocking my J, dawg
Got diamonds in my chain, celly going «rang rang»
Look down inside my dough make sure I’ve got my Kirko Bang Bang
And I ain’t talking 'bout car bass
See how fast your heart race
And I keep it ghetto boy, but please don’t end up with a scar-face
I twist in that little key, and then start my car up Before noon, I flip mode, then registers at Starbucks
Don’t talk much, I talk math, don’t subtract, let’s add
Gold Roley and, your accessories
Go count ones, then check twice, just get it right, don’t guess though
I hope the money ain’t short dawg, cause I never settle for less ho A big salute to my congregation, we get dollars no Money pockets with money in them is always part of my dress code
City where you from, you made it from the slum
Now they’re acting like you over, you’ve gotta give ‘em some
Park your Caddy in the sun
They didn’t know you did it, but they’ll always be some people getting mad
about your digits
They boys that never did it, disrespecting what you’ve done
Got some ladies catching feelings, tryn’a be your number one
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin' on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come
I be like, let’s go get it, alright
Let’s go get it (go), let’s go get it, alright
Let’s go get it (go), let’s go get it, alright
Looking at my watch, time is money, so I’m counting minutes
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin' on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come
They ain’t hustling the same as me, alright
The money’s calling me We ain’t worried 'bout a thing, cause we, alright
Grinding so hard they can’t believe
They ain’t really who they claim to be, alright
All this money’s never changing me Loyalty is everything to me, alright
And that’s why, I’m staying suckerfree
City where you from, you made it from the slum
Now they’re acting like you over, you’ve gotta give ‘em some
Park your Caddy in the sun
They didn’t know you did it, but they’ll always be some people getting mad
about your digits
They boys that never did it, disrespecting what you’ve done
Got some ladies catching feelings, tryn’a be your number one
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin' on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come
I be like, let’s go get it, alright
Let’s go get it (go), let’s go get it, alright
Let’s go get it (go), let’s go get it, alright
Looking at my watch, time is money, so I’m counting minutes
Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton
But we keep on grindin' on ‘em, tell ‘em money here I come
They ain’t hustling the same as me, alright
The money’s calling me

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Artist lyrics: Chamillionaire