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| Get This Money | | enekes | | R Kelly | | zene szavak | | 544 | | date | | 19.6.2006 | | Albumok Fotók | | Get This Money R Kelly | | | | Az enekek szovegek | | | LEANN RIMES Please Remember ELTON JOHN Lady Samantha RICKY MARTIN Cambia La Piel ELVIS PRESLEY Too Much ELVIS PRESLEY There Will Be Peace In The Valley (for Me) R KELLY Down Low R KELLY Dancing With A Rich Man LEANN RIMES Destructive RISE AGAINST Dead Ringer |
{J} Yeah yeah
{R} Damn it's hot
{J} Like a muh'****er
{R} Yo Jigga
{J} Whassup my nigga?
{R} Pop that water
{J} Fo'schizzle!
{both laughing}
{R} Yeah
{J} Get'cha mind right, c'mon
{Jay-Z}
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh uh-uh - gettin that money my nigga
{woo.. woo.. woo.. woo..}
You better call the muh'****in cops
r1m52119e24172111jmm10"
This is a crime, uh-uh, let's go
{R. Kelly + {Jay-Z}}
Keys to the Bentley, off to the club
Switchin lanes like what the..
Chick on the cell wanna get with a bruh
But y'all know I don't love no.. {never love her}
She, say, she, slick
I'm, like, baby, please
She, say she's got a man
but what's that got to do with me? {f'real}
Some chicks like low-key
Wrists of, zero degrees
I'm, toxic off the Belve'
Two strippers, in my hotel suite
Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
For you haters, keepin up trauma
Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up {holla}
{Chorus: R. Kelly}
You got what I want I got what you need
Let's put it together get, this, mo-ney
You got what I want I got what you need
Let's put it together get, this, mo-ney
{R. Kelly + {Jay-Z}}
Ace hit the club 'bout five o'clock {woo!}
Hungry 'bout to hit the IHOP {let's go}
After that, menage-a-trois
And he out by seven o'clock {p-YOON}
Cause I'm a baller, thought I told ya
Blue rocks lightin up my shoulders {bling!}
See y'all niggaz know y'all need to grow up
Your album ain't out, cause I'm the hold up {ha}
Busters wanna hoop with me
Wanna run our ways, doin R&B
I'll, creep creep, blink blink
Cross your ass over, take it from me
Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
Golddiggers, this you gets none of
Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up {holla}
{Chorus}
{Jay-Z + {R. Kelly}}
Pull up on the block, cran-apple Benz
White tank top, cran-apple trim
Egg-shaped watch, cran-apple gems
Dice hands 'side both of them
Two rolls and I leave with a stack
Off to the club, G's in in the back
V.I.P. nigga beez like that
When you gettin that money my nigga {get.. this.. mo-ney}
I spit this for my riders
Twenty-inch rims and wide body drivers
We can't let nothin stop us {get.. this.. mo-ney}
Young H-O-V-A
And the boy R. Kel', you know how we play
For that fetti, mayne, we'll let the lead rang
You young boyz ain't ready
You don't know NANN a nigga to NEAR Jigga
to NEAR as well as me and the boy Kel'
Yeah it's money, recognize the smell
And we up out this bitch, yell
{Chorus}
{Jay-Z + {R. Kelly}}
Gettin that money my nigga
Ha ha, ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
I gotta laugh at this shit {get.. this.. money}
Gettin this money my nigga
Yeah, ohh oh ohh oh
Oh it's too late to get scared niggaz {get.. this.. mo-ney}
It's way too late now..
.. gettin this money my nigga {get.. this.. mo-ney}
{Chorus + Jay-Z ad libs}
{J} Gettin that money my nigga
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