Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Money, artist - Pee Wee Longway. Album song State of the Art, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, MPA Bandcamp
Song language: English
Get Money |
Bitches, get money |
Fuck niggas, get money (ATL Jacob) |
Cass', what it do, nigga? |
Swear that engineer |
That boy Cassius |
Fuck bitches, get money |
Fuck bitches, get money |
Fuck niggas, get money |
Fuck niggas, get money |
The boot kicked in, bitch I’m yawnin' |
I heard they robbin', I stay strapped up with that carbon |
That pussy sorry, I’m not judgin', I’m just honest |
Fuck bitches, get money |
I’m just sayin', the love for cash is deeper than blood (That boy Cassius) |
Flippin' bud, stackin' dub, through the mud, steppin' through it |
I need Fiji water when it’s time to do it, let’s get to it |
I make entrees in my trap like Ruby Tuesday |
My doorman get the back door with the Uzi |
In the double R, I’m makin' porn movies |
Her seat like margarine butter, switcharoo the groupie |
Fuck bitches, get money |
I step on a bitch in Givenchy |
It’s home, they Longway Winston |
She want a Longway ending |
Mr. Blue Benjamins spendin' |
Grab on her inches and beat it |
She might just get a new freezer |
Paint her face like Mona Lisa |
Pussy bad, delete her |
I got four-four-eight good reefer, bring me blue monefa |
I’m the blue Bathing Ape, call me Longway Caesar |
I got warrants goin' poof, paper cuts and teasers |
Tell your baby daddy the truth, I’m the one that please you |
Fuck bitches, get money |
Fuck bitches, get money |
Fuck niggas, get money |
Fuck niggas, get money |
The boot kicked in, bitch I’m yawnin' |
I heard they robbin', I stay strapped up with that carbon |
That pussy sorry, I’m not judgin', I’m just honest |
Fuck bitches, get money |
I’ll sell a bitch if dream come to Ebenezer |
Longway team, Jimmy Dean, give you amnesia |
I swipe your ho, that’s why I call my main a master Visa |
The way they worship me, they should call me Blue Jesus |
Two-tone Rollie, came below degrees, okay |
Usuain Bolt, got the need for speed |
Diamond dial green like the seaweed |
Get the pack back, rollin', I’m the plug for weed |
What you holdin'? |
Guacomole, got the dope for soda |
Watch me wrap this like Chipotle, I can serve it to you molded |
Trap on Two Island Tuesday, all my junkies get a boulder |
Beef, we don’t discuss, we just gon' pull up with them blowers |
Went from two for five trappin', now I’m tappin' in with Forbes |
Now I’m FedEx to UPS to Post Office with drugs |
When it touch down, bust a bale, water, Michael Phelps |
Cuban link around my neck look like a clean brick of meth |
Fuck bitches, get money |
Fuck bitches, get money |
Fuck niggas, get money |
Fuck niggas, get money |
The boot kicked in, bitch I’m yawnin' |
I heard they robbin', I stay strapped up with that carbon |
That pussy sorry, I’m not judgin', I’m just honest |
Fuck bitches, get money |
Fuck bitches, get money |
Fuck niggas, get money |