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est gee - get money lyrics
[intro]
yeah, turn up on these n_ggas, yeah (foreverolling)
turn up, turn up, turn up on these n_ggas
[verse 1: est gee]
i know you heard ’bout g
last n_ggas that played with me had two, three surgeries
the young gangstas can learn from me
the opps dream about burnin’ me
them blocks, they go for thirty_three
forty_three, you wanna eat
you single if i want yo’ bae
yo n_gga know what’s up with me
n_ggas get in they feelings over these women then try come for me
i’m gone get it all in her, lean down whisper, “is you gone cum for me?”
she was faithful til she met a gangsta
i brought her habits back
standin’ over yo lady lettin’ it dangle
doing the cabbage patch
n_ggas know the city was gettin’ soft
i brought the static back
if he say i snaked him, then i adapted to my habitat
if they say i’m gangsta bout my paper, then it’s facts in that
i pray they don’t check it when i mail it ’cause it’s thrax in that
action_packed, i think the whole city know that we be on it
hard for him to sleep, his pillow got a hunnid gs on it
[hook]
this that gangsta sh_t that you was missin’, you was lovin’
i still think that i can make a million on tubman
ain’t no halfway in it, if you with us, we thuggin’
i’ma drop the ticket, go and get em if you love me
we ride in them rentals when we spinnin’ on yo buddy
i just wanna ball with my n_ggas where it’s sunny
fifty_five hunnid boss n_ggas gettin’ money
fifty_five hunnid boss n_ggas gettin’ money
[verse 2: yo gotti]
that’s on gang, that’s on me, that’s on my name, what’s up gee?
i say ‘forty’, i ain’t talkin’ bout a strap, but a key
streets lucky, boy i just might send a hunnid through kentucky, yeah
i’m the type of plug if you don’t pay then sh_t get ugly, yeah
hit his mama house, shoot up the car and hit his buddy, yeah
this that gangsta sh_t, we don’t play no games about that money, yeah
big gotti, plug talk, cmg
10 bricks for yo advance, you signed to the streets
urus, ‘rari, cutlass, forgi’s
kick that lil’ b_tch out, i caught that hoe tryin’ to record me
i done had buddy owe me for a half a brick and been avoidin’ me
drivin’ off them xans, fell asleep, d_mn near destroyed me
[hook]
this that gangsta sh_t that you was missin’, you was lovin’
i still think that i can make a million on tubman
ain’t no halfway in it, if you with us, we thuggin’
i’ma drop the ticket, go and get em if you love me
we ride in them rentals when we spinnin’ on yo buddy
i just wanna ball with my n_ggas where it’s sunny
fifty_five hunnid boss n_ggas gettin’ money
fifty_five hunnid boss n_ggas gettin’ money
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