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oj da juiceman - getcha money lyrics

[intro]
whoo! (4x)
run your bands up
getcha money, young n-gga
run your bands up
getcha money, young n-gga

[hook] (2x)
trapping is essential, i got money on my mental
got them bricks tucked in the rental, got no time for incidentals
run your bands up
getcha money, young n-gga
run your bands up
getcha money, young n-gga

[verse 1]
i been trapping like a b-tch, n-gga
i’m down with the sh-t, n-gga
run up on me wrong, you can get banana split, n-gga
i’m from zone 6, n-gga
yeah i f-cked your b-tch, n-gga
thousand dollar kicks, n-gga
yeah i bust them bricks, n-gga
standing in the kitchen and you know i’m cooking fish, n-gga
finna get some money while you looking like a b-tch, n-gga
polo, don’t do hilfiger
hit your baby momma with the dill pickle
working with the bag, boy i’m playing with the check
posted in the trap with a brand new ‘vette
og gas sent in from the west
17 shots named smith & wess’
drinking up the oil like a n-gga from texas
you ain’t no k!ller, you just shooting n-ggas texts’s
always p-ssy, n-gga i ain’t ever flexing
sucker n-gga still don’t get no message
’til the crime scene get real real messy
n-gga, f-ck n-gga gon’ wind up missing
on a t-shirt, folks crying like b-tches
sucker n-gga shouldn’t have been chasing them riches
sitting ’round talking like y’all some hoes!
knew y’all f-ck n-ggas raised like b-tches
young juiceman, i’m straight up official
quick to shoot a rock like my name derrick fisher
hundred pack of mid just sent the n-gga a picture
four 36, boy you know i got to flip ’em

[verse 2]
i got money on my mental, i spent 10 racks on my dental
man you know i got them birds when you see me riding rental
36 zips in a all white jeep
20 whole thousand, just sell a n-gga a split
posted in the trap selling [?] tight [?]
headlock the street, got the game vice gripped
glock 27 with the index grip
[?] gun, n-gga come get dripped
banana with the monkey but a n-gga don’t slip
pull up to the club and my rims lipstick
had [?] baby momma, b-tch want the d-ck
all this ice, looking like a light switch
hundred thousand dollars, spent it on my right wrist
came from the valley but a n-gga sell fish
bomb like cable cause i got customers around this b-tch like dish
blake griffin in the pot, plug like chris paul, boy he threw an -ssist!
now i’m standing in the kitchen playing with the chicken, young juiceman work his wrist!
then i “skrrt, skrrt” in the pot, “skkrt, skrrt” in the pot, juiceman cooking bricks!
zatarrain’s (3x)
young juiceman cooking fish!
now i’m posted at the texaco with a big bomb, young juiceman tryna get rich!
watching for the pigs, watching for the robbers but the juiceman ain’t no b-tch!
working with a 30, bomb in the bushes right beside the stick!

- oj da juiceman lyrics

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