I get, I get, I get money I get, I get, I get money I get, I get, I get money I get money and that's how it is I get, I get, I get money I get, I get
) [Hook w/ Lil' Flip adlibs] [Verse 3 - Lil' Flip] I told niggas I show niggas, I'm the best I'm the shit in New York, but I'm a God on the West (holla
w/ Lil' Flip adlibs] [Verse 3: Lil' Flip] I told niggas I show niggas, I'm the best I'm the shit in New York, but I'm a God on the West (holla!) I must
Übersetzung: Lil 'Flip. I Get Money.
/ Lil' Flip adlibs] [Verse 3: Lil' Flip] I told niggas I show niggas, I'm the best I'm the shit in New York, but I'm a God on the West (holla!) I must
If I could change the world) Huh (Huh) What (What - what) Look: If I had the world, dog, I'd make hustlin' good And if I could I'd put work every hustler
shit) [B.G.] I'ma take yo breath, introduce you to death When you get to Hell, tell em I can follow your map Tired of flippin' these hustlas, I wanna flip
with the chopper or get chopped trust that I'm drop or get dropped I bust back Cause I'm stop or get stopped so you love that I'm flip or get flopped
nigger it's flip or get flopped Let it drip or get dropped I represent uptown I 50 round on clowns I turn smiles into frowns I from the place of places I
poke I hustle hard for what I want, if I don't then I'm a broke nigga Wit no money on my block then you a joke nigga I rap now, I put aside that coke
cry I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub Ching! Ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back rubbed
Get Money, Stacks Spend Fuck A Bitch, Get The Dough, Fuck A Snitch, He Can Die On Easter Sunday, I Celebrate, When He Reach The Sky I'm On That Stupid
Sir,Can I Get That Back? [Get What?] Can I Get My Swagger Back? Im 64 Tha Don,I Like Too Count Money I Hustle Hard Hail,Rain,Snow,Sunny I Got Lil Lo With
I know we just came from fishin' But I'm on a mission, you see, there's money that I'm missin' I got 'em posted, so the move and I'm gonna murder ya'll
get that money man lets get that money man yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man
The walls have ears lil' nigga, I run New York, Even when I ain't there lil' nigga, I run New York, I said the walls have ears lil' nigga, I hear when
I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub Ching! Ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back rubbed This
for WHAT BeCause I'm shinning Blinging Mad because I'm rhyming Singing Got too much money Got too many guns Yo pitiful life ain't got no meaning And I know you Scheming LIL