"Y'all niggas think broke look cool man"

[Repeat: x4]
(Gotta get it nigga, gotta gotta get it)
(Gotta get it, gotta gotta gotta gotta get it nigga)

"I gotta get it when you see me out chea
Or where ever the fuck I'm at im tryna get sum money homie,
Yea gotta feed the family nigga nephew" Ah!

I am magnolia official I played the ave for years,
They talkin' bout me like when Shaq went to the cavaliers,
I keep the semi wit me jus' call me prince of keys selling tobacco
And ain't none of my shit is nicotine,
A dog gettin' it how much can a guerrilla make,
I'm tryna chill don't wanna have to put on ma killer face,
I get what ever I wanna boy I don't wish I would,
When I come out look I be sharper den a sticker would
I wish a nigga would I make a nigga bleed,
I cut a nigga like 3 dollas worth of liver cheese,
I lay somebody down I prolly have ta do or die,
Wont nothin' change I'm a stay gutta like a sewer line,
Yup its manure time business is picking up,
When niggas find out I'm da man dey proley shit a truck
No I aint new to dis money shit boi I been a fool
I blow dis motherfucker up jus' like an inter tube

[Repeat x4]
(Gotta get it nigga, gotta gotta get it)
(Gotta get it, gotta gotta gotta gotta get it nigga)

"ya nigga,you see me wilden' gettin' mines, bein' broke
Ain't cool man,you niggas think broke lookin' cool,yea yea,
I'm a have fun why I do me homie", watch dis!

I gotta get it so people get on yo day jobs,
Ain't nothin' crowded but
The jail houses and grave yards,
I'm on the corner in the ghetto like a pay phone,
I call my baby like daddy be on the way home,
Talk to you later its easy to getcha cell tapped,
And I got powder like a factory full of jail caps,
I'm ballin' in the game boy I need a pair of tugs,
I'm walking on em in my slippers like a pair of lugs,
I'm not gone ever leave the way that's what the preacher said,
Like I'm a be on the corner at Morgan Freeman age,
I'm in the streets making connection in the restaurants
I'm eatin' tacos and fajitas with the Mexicans,
Boy I define the definition of what livin' is,
And any where you see me out thats what thanksgivin is,
You niggas counterfeit pappas I am a real daddy,
Shoot up the motherfuckin' world to get the kids happy.

[Repeat x4]
(Gotta get it nigga, gotta gotta get it)
(Gotta get it, gotta gotta gotta gotta get it nigga)

Ha ha! watch me get it, watch me get it, watch me get it,
Bricks in the mornin' nigga wit the cheese in ma shit,
Bosseline style, watch me, laughin' at you broke ass niggas

I gotta get it boi you beefin' over petty change, I'm ready man I got
Ma fingers in on errythang, I'm on nem dana danes puffin on dat Mary Jane
Look I'm a leader its one of us up in every game,
And yea I'm fly cause I always got that eagle on me,
I pop a nigga look how quick they call the people on me,
This is an act and not in it to receive a tony,
I'm over here with all the cheese and I don't see baloney,
Give a bitch what?
I be talking mad to em, dey say I'm shitty like a kid done
Gone to bathroom, I'm in a yellow Chevy thang with the doors up,
I'm smokin' purple these ashes burnin' ma clothes up, see da conarys
In the grill yea I talk major look in the light its like a Saturday
Night in Las Vegas, yup I'm a boss playa cause I say I is,
I chase dis money 24 cause everyday I is.

[Repeat x4]
(Gotta get it nigga, gotta gotta get it)
(Gotta get it, gotta gotta gotta gotta get it nigga)

Shit Lamborghini's and shit, ya fell
The new shit, glass back spider
Show you how to do it yeah
My motherfuckin' passport
Stamped up I'm bout to get me another nigga

Writer : GHOLSON, CHRISTOPHER / GRAY, TERIUS / DORSEY, CHRISTOPHER / TAPP, JAMES JR.
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing