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