Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Money, artist - Lil' Kim.
Date of issue: 26.08.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get Money |
Fuck Bitches… Get Money |
Fuck Niggas… Get Money |
You wanna sip Moe on omy living room floor |
play Nintendo wit Ceas and Nino |
pick up my phone say Poppa not home |
sex all night mad damn in the morn |
Spend my vee, smoke all my weed |
tattoo on t-t sayin B-I-G |
Now check it you wanna be my main squeeze baby dont chat |
u wanna give me what i need baby wont ya picture life as my wife jus think |
Full length minx, fat X and O linx |
bracelets to match, conversation was all that |
showed you the safe combination and all that |
Guess you could say you the one I trusted |
who would ever think that you would spread like mustard |
Shit got hot, you sent feds to my spot |
took me to court tried to take all I got |
another intricate plot |
the bitch said I raped her. |
Damn why she wanna stick me for my paper? |
My mo-skee-no, mother Versace hottie |
come to find out, you was fuckin everybody |
you knew about me wit fake I.D. |
cases in Virginia/body in D.C. |
why always me thats what I get for trickin |
came out on bail. |
commence the ass kickin |
Lickin the door, wavin the 4−4 |
all you heard was Poppa don’t hit me no more |
disrespect my click/my shits imperial |
Fuck around and made a milkbox material |
you feel me. |
suckin dick… runnin your lips |
cuz of you |
Im on some real fuck a bitch shit. |
Chorus (repeat *4) |
Niggas.betta grab a seat |
grab on ya dick as this bitch gets deep |
Deeper than a pussy of a bitch 6 feet |
stiff dicks feel sweet in this little petite |
Young Bitch from the streets guaranteed to stay down |
used to bring work outta town on Greyhound |
Now Im Billboard now/niggas pressed to hit it play me like a chicken, |
thinkin Im pressed to get it Rather do the killin than the stick up jooks |
rather count a million while you eat my pussy-pushme |
to the limit get my feelings in get me open while Im cummin down your throat-in |
you wanna be my main squeeze nigga-dontcha |
you wanna lick between my knees nigga |
dontcha wanna see me wit Big and 3 down the ave. |
blow up spots on bitches because Im there |
Break up affairs lick shots in the air |
you get vex and start swingin everywhere |
me shiftee? |
Now you wanna pistil whip me pull out your 9, while I cock on mine |
and what nigga/I aint got time for this |
so what nigga/Im not tryin to hear that shit |
Now you wanna buy me diamonds and Armani suits |
age of the Adini and Chanel Nine boots |
Things to make up for all the games and the lies |
Hallmark cards, sayin I apologize |
Is you wit me, how could you ever decieve me but paybacks a bitch motherfucker, believe me Naw I aint gay this aint no lesbo flow |
jus a lil somethin to let you motherfuckers know… |