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shy glizzy - get money lyrics

[intro]
gg, lil b-tch, 33rd

[chorus: shy glizzy]
yeah, how the f-ck you winning, now you n-gg-s look crummy
ask me where i been? n-gg- i been getting money
walkin’ through the storm, i knew my days would get sunny
if i don’t do sh-t, n-gg- i”m a get money
i’m a get money, n-gg- i’m a get money
i’m a get money, n-gg- i’m a get money
i’m a get money, n-gg- i’m a get money
i’m a get money, n-gg- i’m a get money

[verse 1: shy glizzy]
what the f-ck is up? keep a pistol in the tuck
sipping on that cup, that sh-t kick you in the b-tt
might get a fiancée, but my b-tch ain’t in a rush
shout out elliante, know my neck and wrist is bust
baby this is prada, yeah she do it for the dolla
girl where you get that -ss from? she get it from her mom
these n-gg-s talking that ra-ra sh-t but they don’t want no drama
we pulling up with hollow tips, i put that on my mama
he f-cking all the hoes, he be putting on them clothes
he rock the gucci loafers when he cooking on the stove
a lotta, lotta smoke, you don’t want it? hold your nose
ten piece with the blue cheese, that’s a bankroll, oh

[chorus: shy glizzy]
how the f-ck you winning, now you n-gg-s look crummy
ask me where i been? n-gg- i been getting money
walkin’ through the storm, i knew my days would get sunny
if i don’t do sh-t, n-gg- i”m a get money
i’m a get money, n-gg- i’m a get money
i’m a get money, n-gg- i’m a get money
i’m a get money, n-gg- i’m a get money
i’m a get money, n-gg- i’m a get money

[verse 2: rick ross]
brand new black ferrari fat boy known to pop a clutch
bought another rollie, presidential is a must
by the way that bottle, belaire only one i touch
any n-gg- got a problem got a hot boy that’ll bust ’em
half the market now the problem kilo by the crate
c-notes in the safe, cause c-notes on my face
indicted, i’ma fight it, like i’m micheal tyson
lawyer custom model, that’s a couple car notes
homie doing fed time
after 10 it’s bedtime
snitchin’ and you red line
dig a ditch and lay around
never wanted to play around
p-ssy boy don’t make a sound
swishers in the wave cap
get money still in style

- shy glizzy lyrics

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