Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do You Wanna Get $, artist - Mase.
Date of issue: 31.12.2012
Song language: English
Do You Wanna Get $ |
Uh, uh, come on, uh |
It be the same cats that wouldn’t listen to my demo |
Now I want they ass in my limo cuz now I’m a sex symbol |
Intercontinental, L.A. airplay, just like Jay Leno |
Now all the labels out wanna send a memo |
To do a remix ya’ll, but Mase say N-O |
Figure once I make it, they’ll fake it |
And ain’t nobody show me love when I was naked |
And when he threw my tape in the trash, I laughed |
Now a nigga' tape on blast, I laugh |
Figure as days pass, make more cash |
And I push everything from E to H-class |
Four years ago couldn’t go to a show |
I was standin' on the corner sellin' dope for dough |
Now I no longer hope I’ll blow, smoke my dro |
On a Yacht nigga, fuck a boat that row |
With all this money that we can make |
Why ya’ll cats wanna playa hate? |
Do you wanna get money with us, do you wanna? |
Do you wanna get money with us, do you wanna? |
With all this money that we can make |
Why ya’ll cats wanna playa hate? |
Do you wanna get money with us, do you wanna? |
Do you wanna get money with us, do you wanna? |
Yo, the reality of it all, everybody can’t ball |
If you had currency, you wouldn’t be worryin' 'bout me |
But see, I could go the whole summer, gold Hummer |
But I’d rather go Lex bubble, cuz it’s less trouble |
Make my dough and I just stack, no investment |
I live off just that |
Money, hoes, and clothes, and shit that I’m best at |
But I’m a Bad Boy so you gotta expect that |
Why do what most do? |
Do what you 'possed to |
Make hot jams ya’ll, sell bicoastal |
If you want a hit you can let me coach you |
Money back on anything that got my vocals |
This is so true, I do what pros do |
'Cause broke ain’t a state that I’m tryin' to go through |
Dealers give me credit any place I go to |
Drive out in the Benz say «Let Mase owe you'» |
See, the moral of the story is |
I’m not here to replace Notorious |
I’m just a young cat tryin' to do his thing |
Harlem World style, pursue my dream, cuz see |
The things that went 3 mil, I didn’t even like that |
You say you got mad hoes, well where is she tonight? |
Mase be the cat that’ll lead you to the light |
Messin' with me shorty, you’ll be a-ight |
Stop listen' to all them cats on the block |
That tellin' you that Mase don’t rock |
Cuz Mase is hot and Mase got a drop and a yacht and a big knot |
To move you and your moms off the block |
For real though, Mase got real dough |
That be in briefcases cats kill fo' |
And since you can’t beat us, it’s best you join us |
Cuz I know you won’t have this hold that’s on us |