Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Getcha Money, artist - OJ Da Juiceman. Album song Realest Nigga I Know 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.04.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 32 ENTERTAINMENT
Song language: English
Getcha Money |
Run your bands up |
Getcha money, young nigga |
Run your bands up |
Getcha money, young nigga |
Trapping is essential, I got money on my mental |
Got them bricks tucked in the rental, got no time for incidentals |
Run your bands up |
Getcha money, young nigga |
Run your bands up |
Getcha money, young nigga |
I been trapping like a bitch, nigga |
I’m down with the shit, nigga |
Run up on me wrong, you can get banana split, nigga |
I’m from Zone 6, nigga |
Yeah I fucked your bitch, nigga |
Thousand dollar kicks, nigga |
Yeah I bust them bricks, nigga |
Standing in the kitchen and you know I’m cooking fish, nigga |
Finna get some money while you looking like a bitch, nigga |
Polo, don’t do Hilfiger |
Hit your baby momma with the dill pickle |
Working with the bag, boy I’m playing with the check |
Posted in the trap with a brand new 'Vette |
OG gas sent in from the west |
17 shots named Smith & Wess' |
Drinking up the oil like a nigga from Texas |
You ain’t no killer, you just shooting niggas texts’s |
Always pussy, nigga I ain’t ever flexing |
Sucker nigga still don’t get no message |
'Til the crime scene get real real messy |
Nigga, fuck nigga gon' wind up missing |
On a T-shirt, folks crying like bitches |
Sucker nigga shouldn’t have been chasing them riches |
Sitting 'round talking like y’all some hoes! |
Knew y’all fuck niggas raised like bitches |
Young Juiceman, I’m straight up official |
Quick to shoot a rock like my name Derrick Fisher |
Hundred pack of mid just sent the nigga a picture |
Four 36, boy you know I got to flip 'em |
Trapping is essential, I got money on my mental |
Got them bricks tucked in the rental, got no time for incidentals |
Run your bands up |
Getcha money, young nigga |
Run your bands up |
Getcha money, young nigga |
I got money on my mental, I spent 10 racks on my dental |
Man you know I got them birds when you see me riding rental |
36 zips in a all white Jeep |
20 whole thousand, just sell a nigga a split |
Posted in the trap selling tight |
Headlock the street, got the game vice gripped |
Glock 27 with the index grip |
Gun, nigga come get dripped |
Banana with the monkey but a nigga don’t slip |
Pull up to the club and my rims lipstick |
Had baby momma, bitch want the dick |
All this ice, looking like a light switch |
Hundred thousand dollars, spent it on my right wrist |
Came from the valley but a nigga sell fish |
Bomb like cable cause I got customers around this bitch like Dish |
Blake Griffin in the pot, plug like Chris Paul, boy he threw an assist! |
Now I’m standing in the kitchen playing with the chicken, young Juiceman work |
his wrist! |
Then I «Skrrt, skrrt» in the pot, «Skkrt, skrrt» in the pot, Juiceman cooking |
bricks! |
Zatarrain’s (3x) |
Young Juiceman cooking fish! |
Now I’m posted at the Texaco with a big bomb, Young Juiceman tryna get rich! |
Watching for the pigs, watching for the robbers but the Juiceman ain’t no bitch! |
Working with a 30, bomb in the bushes right beside the stick! |
Trapping is essential, I got money on my mental |
Got them bricks tucked in the rental, got no time for incidentals |
Run your bands up |
Getcha money, young nigga |
Run your bands up |
Getcha money, young nigga |