"GET SOME MONEY" lyrics

"GET SOME MONEY"

(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Get some money, bitch

Bigger battle
Petty shit, it don't matter
Far as the teller tattle
I pray to God they rattle-tattle
Ayy, what's a rapper, rapper?
I started off that, now or better
I get capital, capital
I help my people to get cheddar (Cheddar)
I do business, business
Look here, bitch, stay out my business
I'm so iceberg slimmish
Stainless pimpin', not a blemish
I should've been to prison
Dope boy remorse, no cases pendin'
I got the Rollie flooded
Soakin' wet cut, ain't good swimmin'

I'm the man now
Ain't I? Ain't I?
Ain't I? Ain't I?
Work a plan now
Can't I? Can't I?
Can't I? Can't I?
I remember when you lame players
Hated a player, player
Now the same lame players
They call a player, "Mayor"
Say, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Talkin' that funky shit
Get the fuck up out my face
Wearin' that monkey shit
Bitch, we lit and drinkin' Ace
Not that honky shit
Let Mike give you life advice
Get some money, bitch

Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money

It's the pussy, paper, power pastor
Burnin' rubber faster
Than a car on NASCAR
Smoke my dolo solo
No, sir, I am not a passer
I will not smoke after
Any of you people, flippin' bastards

I'm the man now
Ain't I? Ain't I?
Ain't I? Ain't I?
Work a plan now
Can't I? Can't I?
Can't I? Can't I?
I remember when you lame players
Hated a player, player
Now the same lame players
They call a player, "Mayor"
Say, what the fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Talkin' that funky shit
Get the fuck up out my face
Wearin' that monkey shit
Bitch, we lit and drinkin' Ace
Not that honky shit
Let Mike give you life advice
Get some money, bitch

Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Ayy, get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money
Get some money, bitch, get some money
Get some money

[Killer Mike:]
Get some money, bitch (Get some money, get some money)
Get some money, bitch
Get some money, better get some money, bitch (Get some money)
Get some money, bitch
Get some money, bitch (Money)
Go get some money, bitch (Get some money)
Get some money, bitch
Get some money, bitch
Get some money, better get some money, bitch (Get some money)
Get some money, bitch
Get some money, bitch
Go get some money, bitch

They say, "Get some money, go get some money, bitch"

Everybody wants to get his own crew
Everybody wants to get his own crew rich
And then they want the other little people, never get a piece of the pie
And they wanna go for the cracker
That go for you niggas that think that y'all big too
I understand this
That's why you niggas and crackers can't stand me
You niggas that's know, that I know you can't do nothin' if you're broke
Listen to me young people, and old people too
Mostly black people, I'm talkin' to you
You can't do nothin' if you're broke


Writer(s): Warryn Campbell, Damien Romel Farmer Iii, Michael Render, Carlton Davis Mays Jr.
album: "MICHAEL" (2023)
Killer Mike - MICHAEL album cover
HIGH & HOLY
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
YES!
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
MAYNARD VIGNETTE
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
GET SOME MONEY
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
ACT UP
(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)
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