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Lui, come do your part
Get it, girl!

I've been workin' late 'til the morn' (What!?)
I've been pushin' weight out of state, gettin' right on my own
When they ask me what type of sh*t I've been on (What type of sh*t?)
I say, "On my money sh*t, keepin' it one hunnid sh*t"
I'm tryna get a crib for my mom (yeah)
That's why I hustle straight 'til the dawn
I can't just be a job bein' pawned
Ain't no right doin' wrong
If you hear me, sing the words to my song
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

I know
I'm 'bout to get this money my way
I know
I'm 'bout to get this money my way
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!

Get this money for my city
Get this monеy for my b*t*hes, get this money for my wholе squad
Get this money for my baby
Get this money for my fam, I'ma put everybody on
To the salty b*t*hes hatin'
Better go to the doctor, it's lookin' like high cholesterol
But I gotta appreciate
Everybody makin' money, you know that I do it all for y'all
I know
I'm 'bout to get this money my way
I know
I'm 'bout to get this money my way
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!

Right! Right! Young Pell
I need that... dolla dolla bill, y'all
I need more money than them rappers signed a deal off
I need an orange drop top so I can peel off
Marble floors so clean I eat a meal off
I've been the man since 16 so you kiddin' if you think
You can challenge all the talents that the lord done blessed me with
And meetings with the moguls that you ain't allowed to be in
A and B conversations that you can't see in
They hatin' on me 'cause they can't see him
Spot a doubter with my third eye like I'm Ten
F**k the ozone, I'm flyin' frequent
Went from local to bicoastal, now that European
You're jetlagged
It's never humble brags, just pop tags
Your girl wanna love me, but like Kobe I might dash
Married to the game, no misses, he track smash
Got my family on my back, baby, I need cash
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!

Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!
Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!
Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!
Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get that mothaf**kin'
Get that

Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
Get that M-O, N-E-Y
That M-O-N-E-Y
Get that mothaf**kin' money
Get it, girl!

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