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Get Yours ft. T.I. and Sha-Dash
Lil’ Kim
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Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Okay (Okay)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the rims on his ride ain't as big as yours
We gettin' money, what you hatin' on my shit in for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours
Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If that other bitch's ass ain't as big as yours
We gettin' money, what you hatin' on my bitches for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours
Boss lady, pull up in the back of the Maybach
Chauffeur behind the wheel, feet up, leaned back
Readin' a newspaper, honey girl put a hurtin' on 'em
Haters like a bad act, I just close the curtain on 'em
Play all day on your Sirius radio
Satellite TV, who do it like me?
In designer outfits, YSL on the tag
Yves Saint Laurent boots, Yves Saint Laurent bag
Keep the Pokeyman in case a big nigga think I'ma snap
Eat into his stomach like a gastric bypass
You better buy a pass and you better have the cash
When you in my town, you got to see me to buy a pass
Number one rule, think B.I.G
Fifty grand for the girl to sit in V.I.P
The spotlight is on me, I'm the one they wanna see
They give they money to Kim, like I'm HSBC
Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the rims on his ride ain't as big as yours
We gettin' money, what you hatin' on my shit in for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours
Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If that other bitch's ass ain't as big as yours
We gettin' money, what you hatin' on my bitches for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours
Yeah, well it's Young Dash, all those who don't know
The boy who stay hot when his jewels is so cold
Killin' screw face and we cockin' that four-four
Want a ice grill? Better holla at Paul Wall
It's all I call for, whole crew do it up
Champagne, threw it up, 'til niggas threw it up
Cruisin' up, tinted up, gotta be some star
Don't know what to call it, they say it's a truck car
You been was a chump, par
Like Ashton was the first one to punk y'all
Have your ass holey and resemblance to SpongeBob
Like a old album you happen to come 'cross
You guys get dust off, it's the young boss
Show you what the "if" is for
Family and friends be the only ones missin', boy
Sayin' that you rich and all, tell me what you bitchin' for
Maybe 'cause I'm gettin' mine, well, is you gettin' yours?
Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the rims on his ride ain't as big as yours
We gettin' money, what you hatin' on my shit in for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours
Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If that other bitch's ass ain't as big as yours
We gettin' money, what you hatin' on my bitches for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours
Nigga, you don't really want it with the nigga right in front of Tip
Have you duckin' under shit, wouldn't let the thunder spit
Get buck nigga, give a fuck who you run and get
King of the South, Pimp Squad Clique runnin' shit
Bricks in the pipeline, sold in the night time
Take a lifetime to find a flow that's quite like mine
40 Cals and 45 Glocks, I don't like mine
MAC-90 automatic flash, nigga, lifeline
I'm already rich, usin' rappin' as a pastime
Grand Hustle, bitch, and I done said it for the last time
Other niggas sellin' dimes, I don't bag mine
You see me pull it, I'ma blast, I don't flash mine
You niggas livin' check to check, but I don't cash mine
Deposit it and let it sit, 'cause all the cash mine
Been goin' easy on you rappers, I'ma mash now
Nigga, throw your bottles in the air and put the glass down
Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the rims on his ride ain't as big as yours
We gettin' money, what you hatin' on my shit in for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours
Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If that other bitch's ass ain't as big as yours
We gettin' money, what you hatin' on my bitches for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!