I Get It

(albüm: Ms. G.O.A.T - 2008)

I get money, I-I get money
I-I get, I get, I get, I get
(Don't ask me how I get it, it get it aiight)
I get money, money is got
(Ah, ah, I get it)
I-I get money, money is got
(Ah, ah, I get it)
I-I get money, money is got
(Ah, ah, I get it)
I get money, money is got, money-money is got
(Yeeeeeah, I run New York)
I get money, money is got
(Ah, ah, I get it)
I-I get money, money is got
(Ah, ah, I get it)
I-I get money, money is got, money-money is got
(Ah, ah, I get it, yeeeeeah, I run New York)

The bank don't stop cause they put me in cuffs
Still made money up in the can, what the fuck
I'd have a baby by you, baby, if you a billionaire
Write the check before I cum, just sign right here
I'm gon' stay rich
I ain't gon' die trying to spend my shit
I'mma die tryna spend your shit
Nowadays these rap niggas on some feminine shit
So I guess Queen Bee gon' be the man of this shit
Laughing at these rap bitches on some amatuer shit
They better off making a living on some janitor shit
Who the hell is this chick? She been out kinda long
Had one hot song, I'm sorry I missed it
Too busy being Conceited, putting on my lipstick
Taking trips out in Cali, chilling with the Hiltons
Yeeeeeah, I'm chilling, Kim top billing
With the top down, throwing money through the ceiling
I get it, the lifestyle that you only rap about
I live it, my man buy cars that you hoes be renting
I'm classy like a Phatom, you a Honda Civic
Lil' Kim got your whole bank stopped, I get it