He don't want it wit me, he in PC
Clickity clank, clickity clank
That fat ***** thought lean back was in the club
Yeah, yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Then Nas went and tattooed the ***** on his arm
Y'all ***** gotta do somethin' now man
But that's only in New York dog, yo *** is local
Clickity clank, clickity clank
For just a few pennies out my piggy bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Clickity clank, clickity clank
I'll get at you
The money goes into my piggy bank
Yeah, yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
You'll get your *** killed
Yeah
I know you ain't gon' just let 50 do you like that
I'll get at you
I'll get at you
*****, I'm for real
Big ol' chrome rims gleam, you know why I shyne
Blow ***** at ya man
You'll ***** her and say she looks like me
'Cause I'll do ya little *** like Jay did Mobb Deep
*****, you hard right?
Freak ***** look like Kim, before the surgery
I'll get at you
I mean damn rep your hood *****
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
I'm in the hood, in the drop, Teflon vinyl top
Yeah, yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
And tell the ****** I said grip up
The money goes into my piggy bank
Hahahaha
That **** is old, don't be screamin' get at me dog
Yeah, yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
Got a 100 **** a 100 *****, why I don't hear no *****?
This is chess, not checkers, these are warning *****
I'm way out in Cali, ****** know you 'cuz
I'll get at you
A lil ***** hurt his arm lettin' off that *****
Yeah
You gotta do somethin' baby
First thing they say about you, you's a sucka for love
I'll get at you
Clickity clank, clickity clank
I'll get at you
Have you runnin' for ya life when I match ya boy
All that ***** 'em up shit y'all be talkin'
The money goes into my piggy bank
Yeah homie in New York, ****** like ya vocals
The money goes into my piggy bank
Yayo, get mobs ****** on the phone
I'm rich as ****
I'll clap yo monkey ***, yeah black on black crime
After ya next move, I'll give ya what I got, yeah
Kelis say her milkshake bring all the boys to the yard
It's an emergency, on Michael Jackson, see
The money goes into my piggy bank
I mean, I mean c'mon man everybody's listenin'
*** ***
I get to wavin' that **** like it's legal
I'll put that to an end
Yayo, bring the *******, I'm in room 203
Shyne poppin' off his mouth from a cell
Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
My ***** cut ya skin
Banks' **** sells, buck's **** sells, game **** sells
2Pac don't pretend
Let off that blue steal
C'mon man, you know how I shyne
****** got a green light on these monkies
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, get more money, more money
My **** sold 11 mill, his **** was a dud
***** everybody's listenin'
I'll get at you
Hahahaha
Jada don't **** wit me if you wanna eat
Clickity clank, clickity clank
I'll punch out your grill
You know me, black on black Bentley, big ol' black 9
I could have a ***** run up on him with a *****
