Get This Money (Explicit)

Get This Money - Hip Hop Masters

Written by：Jay Z/R. Kelly

C'mon

Uhuhuh uhuh uhuhuh

Uhuh uhuh getting that money my ni**a

Woo woo woo woo

You better call the muh'f**kin cops

This is a crime uhuh let's go

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

You got what I want I got what you need

Let's put it together get this money

You got what I want I got what you need

Let's put it together get this money

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 niggas 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 doing R&B

I'll creep creep blink blink

Cross your a** over take it from me

Fee fie and foe fum

Look out now here I come

Golddiggers this you gets none of

Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up

You got what I want I got what you need

Let's put it together get this money

You got what I want I got what you need

Let's put it together get this money

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. ni**a beez like that

When you getting that money my ni**a get this money

I spit this for my riders

Twentyinch rims and wide body drivers

We can't let nothing stop us get this money

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 ni**a 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 b**ch yell

You got what I want I got what you need

Let's put it together get this money

You got what I want I got what you need

Let's put it together get this money

Ha ha ha ha

Ha ha ha ha ha ha

I gotta laugh at this sh*t get this money

Yeah ohh oh ohh oh

Oh it's too late to get scared niggas get this money

It's way too late now

Get this money

You got what I want I got what you need

Let's put it together get this money

You got what I want I got what you need

Let's put it together get this money