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Get Rich to This / Parking Lot
Goodie Mob feat. Backbone & Big Boi
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We peel out sideways (get rich to this)
We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)
Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (get rich to this)
We peel out sideways (get rich to this)
We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)
Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this)
Say, say, say, say (get rich to this)
It'll be all slippery, slick with it
Automatically because I'm the shit with it
I'm psyched out, sick with it
Like E-40 and The Click with it
Each sucker MC better know about it
I make your girlfriend hoe about it
I make a motherfucker know about it
Somebody better tell him
Cock it back, hit a lick with it
Keep it working, drop a brick with it
Off the block, serve a nig with it
Whip a brand new whip with it
Apartment flow, you ain't know?
Look here li'l girl it come equipped with it
She freaky dicky lick her lips with it
She thick thick with it
Jump, stump, twist with it
Make them make them make them scrap with it
Tear da club up, champagne campaign with it
Party people do your thang with it
I get to it you all
I get the funds then I split with it
A natural born money maker nitty-grit with it
Ha? I get rich you all
We peel out sideways (get rich to this)
We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)
Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this)
Say, say, say, say (get rich to this)
Ha, boy I done bought D's with this
Big bout it, Benz car keys with this
Condos in the Cancun summer breeze with this
And you know, doing good for sure
I'm getting rich too hollerin out Calhoun know
Nigga, nickeled and dimed and did dirt for this
Do a show and sweat up my good shirt for this
Snap back to toast I'll have to hurt for this
So when I get me a li'l bit I'm ma wear my shit
And if I lose it, I ain't goan cry about it
I ain't no dummy, god damn it I ain't about to die about it
But fuck with me though, I'll let a few fly about it
Don't test me boy, because I about it
So I'm the major money maker, motherfucker these niggas
Keep your eyes on amounts, accounts and some bankers
Get high, get fly, till you get it, getting by
Don't switch, get drunk, get drunk, get rich
From the bottom to the top now it's hot, keeping it heated
People about to see they chasing after cash in the ass
Suckers crash on the blast from the past
Goodie MO.B. Backbone and Outcast, whatchu think this was, black?
Take your sorry ass watch me blow, turning my lyrics in the flow
This is how it go and it go, perfect picture painting
Million dollar hold in the Cascade, in the shade
Well, I'se goan get paid to this, and find a wife to this
I'm bout to cut, like a knife to this
And find that and find that, top top
We get rich to this, yeah
We peel out sideways (get rich to this)
We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)
Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this)
Say, say, say, say (get rich to this)
The Goodie they call me, they wanted a player to bust to this
I'm taking this thang, slow slow motion just can't rush with this
We all in the family, what have we, I think we done found a freak hoe
People all in my wallet hoping to frolic we goan seek hoe
Just hold up; you know my pockets swroll up
I'm ma let you suck my dick to meet your quota
And you're fine, kinda shorter
But I made this money before you got a Toyota and Explorer
And when I'm off in the mall getting fresh, I'm goan ignore ya
Look at the earrings, the gold chains, the diamonds around my neckpiece
The leather suede snake Elizabeth all up on my left B
Hoe look at all these emeralds and these rubies and my gold teeth
Thinking a nigga spiritual tryin' to build but you don't know me
See there's more than meets the ear
So we can ball that's if we chose to
Move back I'm dropping the top
And yes it's mine and gul it's new too
Sign yo' grill with this
Canary yellow bowling ball silk drawers with this
Crushed velvet diamond cut, you all get wreck with this
Tonight, Gipp get woozy
Might step outside and might catch me a floozie
Some loozy double-stitched hoochie
You all chase records while we chase coochie
The realest Down South hot two
In your face like kabuki
Get drunk, don't be no lame brain top bank head
Props, I'm praying with this
Boys on the ave, flood shots to this
Girls in the club flirt out to this
State your name baby and get rich to this
We peel out sideways (get rich to this)
We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)
Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this)
Say, say, say, say (get rich to this)
We peel out sideways (get rich to this)
We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)
Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this)
Say, say, say, say (get rich to this)
We peel out sideways (get rich to this)
We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)
Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this)
Say, say, say, say (get rich to this)
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