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Get That Money Black
Meyhem Lauren
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Yeah, yeah
Live and direct, whatever
Meyhem Lauren, now let me get the legs
Every day is Thanksgiving
Pass the gravy, nigga
Pass the cranberry, nigga
Pass the stuffing
Yo, yo, yo
Short cups with sambuca splashes
Gucci glasses, never flicking ashes
Renaissance man with rugged rites of passage
Multi-thousand dollar touchdowns after catching passes
Creaming and snatching, fucking bitches with the pretty lashes
Collecting compliments, could carry continents like Atlas
Progressing forward but the symbol on my fit is backwards
When staring in the mirror, seeing life a little clearer
Most niggas held the wheel but never really been a steerer
Salmon searer, fly outfit preparer
Just cause you talking tough don't mean nobody fucking fear ya
Defense mechanism choose by the shanking
Vagina-hearted niggas who should get their shit taken need to beat it
Confidence, son, never conceited
Cause hubris leaves humans slumped over when they seated
Defeated, busted wide with their shit bloody
Sneaker flavors coincide with the colors of my rugby
Get that money, black
Word up, get that money, black
Know what I mean, get that money, black
No doubt, get that money, black
Word up, get that money, black
Get that money, black
Get that money, black
Get that money, black
Yo, yo
Purchase a sneaker worn by Jordan just to end my boredom
Never with hesitation, copping kicks is recreation
Oakley and Mason, hustle like me and my brother Jason
Don't get it twisted, kid, we live it, son, I'll kick your face in
Throw up creation anytime my people bomb the nation
Not getting head after a date is an abomination
Step on my money and you standing where my llama facing
Niggas is unknown and they grown so now they drama chasing
Lost in their lies so now they looking for a reputation
Your train of thought is what I taught, mental insemination
My sneaker game is cancerous, I need my medication
Chemotherapy for kicks, make me a reservation
Rock 'em and scuff 'em, motherfuck 'em cause I just replace 'em
Been doing this, my style's reflected by the way I lace 'em
It's the fly pair of the town, they love me on the ave
Polo down, first night, bitches let me staff
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To recapitulate, my squad's the illest
I don't care about fakes and snakes as long as real niggas feel us
Apes, gorillas, yeah, that's my demographic
I keep my music like my dress code, it's forever classic
Wu-Tang shit in my whip, I know you hear me blasting
Either that or M.O.P., maybe some Kool G
We birth hustles over here, you couldn't fool me
My niggas 730 juxing like they Cool C
It's the glamorous life, handlers and knifes
Ravaging wives, habits for ice, Polo and Nikes forever
Leather down uptown quite frequently
If we don't go back for ten joints, don't even speak to me
Disrespect it, ah, my Glock going pop
Crossover record anytime you hear a shot
By the time the song's over, you'll be feeling hot
The illest thing that I am is what you niggas not
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