The Clipse
The Clipse - We Get Money lyrics
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(feat. Pharrell) [Bridge - Pharrell] Take money, money, ha Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money [Pharrell talking] This where the party at y'all The whole world, y'all ready, come on [Verse 1 - Malice] Remember me, I called you brainless I made you famous, first line crimes I commit heinous Listen up, while my whole team glisten up We flossin' up, so the on-lookers feel the rush Call out Terror, arrogant like such Keep two hot ones, never too late to bust Fifty bricked up, lapping sipped up Shake on each y'all baby I'm tricked up Feeling me no so, y'all niggas, oh so Got three bikes, there's money, sex, and Polo Either you a no show, or lit up loco Can't never miss type shit No more comin' a y'all masked out, open face I blast out In that NSX targa top sun roof then mash out That's how we lash out, 100 g whips to crash out Target get hit, money get split up, then dash out [Chorus - Pharrell] We get money, whether rain, or sunny, why y'all looking funny Baby we get money, we could get money We on E, cause everyday is a fee, baby don't you worry bout me Cause I'ma get cash, and push the S Class [Verse 2 - Pharrell] Yo, you cats mind flying colors, me and my crime brothers Blind lovers, full of love and shine mothers Piss me off like duck tape, and bind mothers Time cutters, paint off a Rarri's, wine colors We speed out, since I'm the leader only I lead out No worry navigational, L-C-D, read out Y'all broke fellas, they cold fellas, really weed out I associate wit short Miami, Cubans keyed out And only friends wit low pills, that coke kill That drive that rimmed out Ac' Coupe, wit Brooke Shields Pray to God she don't find out, menage gon' sell And if it ain't 100 grand dog forget it no deal Check it out, yo fellas I'm nice, listen to my verse Hold your breathe long enough, you might see Christ Y'all critics killing me, y'all must have got my point All on my dick, and all I drop was on hot joint, what [Chorus - Pharrell] We get money, whether rain, or sunny, why y'all looking funny Baby we get money, we could get money We on E, cause everyday is a fee, baby don't you worry bout me Cause I'ma get cash, and push the S Class [Bridge - Pharrell] Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money [Verse 3 - Pusha T] Now blessed with the finer things, in my years designer names Parking my ride sideways in fire lanes See it's kinda strange from have-not, to now have If I flip and I wreck my whip and now laugh Went from restless, to guess list Diamonds and necklace, 500 S's, 100 miles and reckless Except this, we wanna burn you out Team feed up, or speed up, you know my style Like shots, through, the room, clap, clap Yo my crew, move, the room, it's like that And if you feel, you wanna resume, than write back But yo, I hope y'all know we strike back Now you exhale, I'm Nextel, two less shells And get to let the market at, cassettes sell I used to be in a storm, now I'm sipping Gennycong Flips be, owning the streets, yo through an intercom [Chorus - Pharrell] We get money, whether rain, or sunny, why y'all looking funny Baby we get money, we could get money We on E, cause everyday is a fee, baby don't you worry bout me Cause I'ma get cash, and push the S Class [Bridge - Pharrell] Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money, what Make money, money, take, money, money