Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Na Na We Get Money Like , by - Jim Jones. Release date: 08.05.2010
Song language: English
Na Na We Get Money Like |
| verse 1 |
| yo i pulled off like na na na |
| they wanna try some shit |
| had this bitch try again |
| they only got me because they caught it on the camera |
| they wanna mall but they aint got no stamina |
| they said man you looking like pac |
| na not alive man im looking like jones (capo) |
| besides i put money on your skull and bones |
| and keep it low |
| watch what you say up on the microphone |
| shhhhh bequiet |
| touch down and get yo bitch just like a bunch of cloans |
| hey ma we strech work like your touch your toes |
| and n the middle of july we got that summer snow |
| i got em snow boarding in august |
| and i love a pretty bitch but the porche look gorgeous (juicy) |
| harlem is one big ski slarmen |
| i guess the hill is like the swiz alps |
| we bring them whips out |
| we gettin money like na na na |
| waiting on the flash throwing money at the cameras |
| twin turps out speedin with scanners |
| brezze past the cops screamin na na na |
| we gettin money like na na na |
| lookin at ma ass no he wish he had a camera |
| we gettin money like na na na |
| drop top at the light screamin life is good |
| verse 2 |
| if its money on my head i hope they got a recipt |
| cool you own shit off cuz its hot on these streets |
| i got dogs and they not on a leash |
| so i hope you understand do you copy capiche (comprende) |
| at this point i dont think they can take it |
| sharks in the water they wont make it to safety |
| and even though that we been gettin cakey now the money taste sweet |
| like pastry they hate me (back at you) |
| now tell me how it look |
| would you rather live life like me or by the book |
| we are what we are |
| make the wrong move or put your |
| clear flat line if its red i will fall and hit me on the bat line |
| im back for mine |
| some all black fine tryna flock with me |
| you no i got a knack for crime |
| we gettin money like na na na |
| waiting on the flash throwing money at the camera |
| twin turps out speedin with scanners |
| brezze past the cops screamin na na na |
| we gettin money like na na na |
| lookin at ma ass no he wish he had a camera |
| we gettin money like na na na |
| drop top at the light screamin life is good |
| verse 3 |
| hey what you do |
| i cop cars out the future |
| pockets all fat like rashbusha |
| think im gettin used to life style all rich and conspicuous |
| chicks wanna get with us |
| the feds takin flicks of us |
| they all know i put on for harlem |
| tell rich boi over there to get up another level |
| god bless em |
| the definition of |
| who would think that this kid from the projects |
| get his neck so cold you would think he a |
| pick a club night |
| till the club let out |
| i drank and i fuck and then i piss a nigga rent out |
| we gettin money like na na na |
| waiting on the flash throwing money at the camera |
| twin turps out speedin with scanners |
| brezze past the cops screamin na na na |
| we gettin money like na na na |
| lookin at ma ass no he wish he had a camera |
| we gettin money like na na na |
| drop top at the light screamin life is good |