a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

buu e. radley – get da cheese lyrics

[intro]
get da money, money (ayy)
get da money (ayy)
get da money, money (ayy)
get da money (ayy)
get da money, money (ayy)
get da money

[intro]
money, money, money
ain’t dat what it’s bout?
money, money, money, money
money and the clout

[verse 1]
i could f+ck you all night and all day
but, if i’m laid up wit’ you
how i’m gettin’ paid?
girl, it’s work to be done
money to be made
i hate to hit it and then run
but, i gotta skate
there’s plenty time to play when i’m not workin’
though, i’m always on call like a surgeon
i be tryna make moves
cuttin’ through the bullsh+t
i be preaching in these tunes
beats is my pulpit
then, i go and punch a clock
like i’m lennox lewis
i be working nonstop
lady, and you knew this
buu e. true to this, not new to this
i let my nuts hang low
can’t neuter this
to all my young brothas that’s new to life
yo’ woman shouldn’t come between gettin’ your paper right
she should support you when you grinding for a better life
and if yo’ pops ain’t there
i’ma say it right
[chorus]
get da chee+eese
wit’ da e+ease
she like ple+ease
do not le+eave
when i’m gone
she can’t breathe
i’m just out here tryna plant me a money tree

[chorus]
get da cheese
wit’ da ease
she like please
do not leave
when i’m gone
she can’t breathe
i’m just out here tryna plant me a money tree

[verse 2]
triflin’ ass hoe, why you bleach my clothes?
why you change the locks on the f+ckin’ doors?
she threw his sh+t out on the street
’cause, he ain’t provide nothing if it wasn’t in the sheets
it takes more than some “d” to keep a chick content
even if you knee deep like parliament
’cause, eventually yo’ girl will get tired of it
you playing games
and, she’ll find a new joystick
i put my cards on the table
let a shorty see ’em
i let her know what it is
make her own decision
’cause, she either runnin’ from it
runnin’ to it
but, she on the treadmill
lookin’ good as she do it
when she fed up wit’ me
if she say screw it
she can’t harbor hard feelings for me
’cause, i kept it honest
baby girl, i work a lot
gettin’ to the commas
ain’t puttin’ kids on me
’cause we f+ckin’ wit some condoms
[outro]
you know what’s up, oh (oh)
girl, you know
you know what’s up, oh+oh+oh
girl, you know

[outro]
girl, you know
you know what’s up (you know what’s up)
no one answers ’til two o’clock
’til two o’clock

- buu e radley lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS