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Get Money Or Get Lost

 

Get Money Or Get Lost

(앨범: The D-Boy Diary: Book 2 - 2016)


The way they made me, I could never be cotton
Won't tell a hoe what I know, I slap a bitch with my dough
I tell her get up out my mix, sour cock-hoe bitch
If some shit go down, you'll be the first to snitch
I'm a bonafide barbarian, out the Seven-Oh-Sev
By any means necessary, get that bread
Just smoked a turkey-bag of broccoli, and I'm off of that fluid
Niggas wanna pop me, but I can't let 'em do it
He Thundercat trainer, trained Thundercats to go
A pro at getting doe, he a GoPro
I wrote a letter to myself when I was six-and-a-half
One day I'll be sitting on a big pile of cash
I pop my P's and she fell for the okie-dokie
Took her to miniature golf and karaoke
He did the bitch wrong, I did her right
She gave me some dome, I laid the pipe

Get it right, don't get it wrong
Me and broke don't get along
I broke up with being broke
I cut that bitch off, get money or get lost

Get money (get money) get money or get lost
Get money (get money) get money or get lost
Get money (get money) get money or get lost
Get money (get money) get money or get lost

Bitch, this another muthafucking no doubter
I'm in my off-white Charger, clam chowder
Fucking around on my smartphone, on my browser
Bringing home a thousand bucks an hour
He a yesterday nigga, I'm a right-now nigga
He holding on to the past, I'm holding on to some cash
I'm making my moves, and I'm doing it fast
Gotta get in and get out, if you expecting to last
My little nigga be rapping, and he about his dough
His beats be slapping like he dominoes
He from the streets, the tar, the gravel
But he can put them words together like Scrabble
Coming around the corner with the blapper
Marijuana aroma smoke and laughter
She told me she digging me like a tractor
These earrings in my ear might have attracted her

Get it right, don't get it wrong
Me and broke don't get along
I broke up with being broke
I cut that bitch off, get money or get lost

Get money (get money) get money or get lost
Get money (get money) get money or get lost
Get money (get money) get money or get lost
Get money (get money) get money or get lost

Bitch!
Get lost
Get lost
Get lost
Get lost

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