Get Money by TRL Lyrics
[Verse 1: DRich 100]
She wanna suck my dick all day, I gotta get money
All about a dollar, [?]
I got a twenty piece on me, fuck a McNugget
Twenty one [?] I feel like Tim Duncan
I was gon' take her on a date but we went thumbin'
[?] I be like bitch, fuck it
If she don't wanna throw the face, I bet her friend fuckin'
Shit I grew up 'round gangsters, like [?] brother
[Verse 2: TRL Ace]
Boy you [?] poor as hell like you hate money
I'll fuck around and walk you down cause I hate runnin'
Let a nigga lay a hand on me then the camp comin'
Smack a bitch and put her out, bitch come get your brother
[?] wе been seen a hundred
A nigga never did shit or took shit from us
[?] you got somе shit comin'
Fuck being family with the opps, I'm steppin' on my cousin
[Verse 3: TRL JT]
[?] attached to the pape like I stick to money
Tryna rob a nigga like you got a stick or sum'
Bad [?] in the club, we always leave them bitches flooded
Niggas hate that bitches love us
Pull up to the side, I whisper, let me put you hip to something
Baby I pop bottles, bad bitches, and blow bricks of money
Pockets thick as fuck, that shit remind you of my bitches don't it?
Dog shit pokin', family callin' me the richest cousin
[?] might get hit in public
[Verse 4: MoneyMaidMar]
TRL, Campboyz, young rich runtz
If a nigga talk down, he get sent up
No contact, we don't gotta stay in touch
I just wanna sit and get blew like a lazy fuck
Money and a little bit of fame, it ain't takin' much
This bitch throwin' ass, my lil' friend, I can't wait to fuck
Told me put my tongue in her mouth, tryna taste the Runtz
Money on the floor, straight outta bed, couldn't make it up
[Verse 5: DRich 100]
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[Missing Lyrics]
She wanna suck my dick all day, I gotta get money
All about a dollar, [?]
I got a twenty piece on me, fuck a McNugget
Twenty one [?] I feel like Tim Duncan
I was gon' take her on a date but we went thumbin'
[?] I be like bitch, fuck it
If she don't wanna throw the face, I bet her friend fuckin'
Shit I grew up 'round gangsters, like [?] brother
[Verse 2: TRL Ace]
Boy you [?] poor as hell like you hate money
I'll fuck around and walk you down cause I hate runnin'
Let a nigga lay a hand on me then the camp comin'
Smack a bitch and put her out, bitch come get your brother
[?] wе been seen a hundred
A nigga never did shit or took shit from us
[?] you got somе shit comin'
Fuck being family with the opps, I'm steppin' on my cousin
[Verse 3: TRL JT]
[?] attached to the pape like I stick to money
Tryna rob a nigga like you got a stick or sum'
Bad [?] in the club, we always leave them bitches flooded
Niggas hate that bitches love us
Pull up to the side, I whisper, let me put you hip to something
Baby I pop bottles, bad bitches, and blow bricks of money
Pockets thick as fuck, that shit remind you of my bitches don't it?
Dog shit pokin', family callin' me the richest cousin
[?] might get hit in public
[Verse 4: MoneyMaidMar]
TRL, Campboyz, young rich runtz
If a nigga talk down, he get sent up
No contact, we don't gotta stay in touch
I just wanna sit and get blew like a lazy fuck
Money and a little bit of fame, it ain't takin' much
This bitch throwin' ass, my lil' friend, I can't wait to fuck
Told me put my tongue in her mouth, tryna taste the Runtz
Money on the floor, straight outta bed, couldn't make it up
[Verse 5: DRich 100]
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[Missing Lyrics]