Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Money , by - Jae Millz. Release date: 16.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get Money |
| Ay, let’s do it! |
| RIP, BIG |
| Wanna sip Rose in my new condo |
| Play PS4 with mac can see… |
| Pick up my iPhone, try to crack the task code |
| Get loud till I get in, and I bust your ass mode |
| The truth… smoke on my weeds |
| That’s. |
| pussies singing in middle Z |
| Now check it! |
| If another nigga fuck, you better make 'em pay |
| Bring 'em back to daddy |
| And pick up some take out on the way |
| Yeah, my flow nice like a sunny day |
| And … in the middle of May |
| Me and my team used to smoke the goons and pray |
| And the way we seem them haters, the money get in the way |
| Mills in this bitch, New York city, I got this! |
| I plan this, pacify whoever they say the hot is (real talk) |
| Rest in peace, Christopher Wallace |
| I’m still getting them dollars |
| Cubans sit on them… on them collars |
| Still we’re eating like we hit the lotto |
| I do the chick, and Marcel and my lady do the lobster and muscatto |
| All that and a bottle of dark pin |
| Niggas get on me, I keep it on me |
| Arms be under the arm rest in arm’s reach |
| Ain’t nobody throwing punches, so fuck your arm speed! |
| Check, I love 'em! |
| Problems with my wife, don’t discuss them |
| Shit like that ain’t up for discussion |
| Niggas social media ain’t beefing like you can’t touch 'em |
| Every rapper odd till they wake up from a contusion |
| So I live in the club with me, and you stared fussing |
| Nah, you ain’t flipping that at all, we call that cuffing |
| I’mma ball till I die, bitch! |
| My closet only hang with fly shit |
| My passport tear it up, yeah, I fly big |
| And being myself forever on that damn white shit, yeah! |
| Call the gang, bitch |
| Jae Millz, bitch! |
| Get money! |