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Get Money Lyrics

f*** b****** get money.. f*** n***** get money (3X)

[Kim] Hehehe
[Big] WHAT? Uhh s** em up
[Kim] The f***? That s*** ain't even ?? big boy
[Big] Oh aight you don't you don't get none of that s***
Uhh check it out
[Kim] Bout to "get money"
[Notorious B.I.G.]
You want to sip Mo' on my living room flo'
Play Nintendo with Cease a Leo
Pick up my phone say "Poppa not home"
s** all night mad head in the morn'
Spin my V, smoke all my weed
Tattoo on t**-tie sayin be -I-G, now check it
You want to be my main squeeze baby
Don'tcha, you want to gimme what I need baby
Won'tcha, picture life as my wife just think
Full length mink, fat X and O links
Bracelets to match, conversation was all that
Showed you the safe combinations and all that
Guess you could say youse the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
s*** got hot, you sent Feds to my spot
Took me to court, tried to take all I got
'Nother intricate plot, the b**** said I raped her
"d***, why she want to stick me for my paper?"
My Mo-sci-no, my Ver-sa-ce hottie
Come to find out, you was f***** everybody
You knew about me, the fake ID
Cases in Virginia, body in D.C.
Woe, oh is me, that's what I get for trickin
Pay my own bail, commence to a** kickin
Lick in the door, wavin the four-four
All you heard was, "Poppa don't hit me no more"
Disrespect my click, my s***'s imperial
f*** around and made her milkbox material
You feel me? Suckin d***, runnin your lips
'Cause of you, I'm on some real f*** a b**** s***, uhh..

f*** b******, get money.. f*** n*****, get money (3X)
[Big] WHAT? I see mad girls like you
[Kim] You seen mad girls just ACTIN hot
[Big] I'm tellin you though
[Kim] There AIN'T nobody like me
[Big] You just frontin, there's people out like that
[Kim] ??

[Lil' Kim]
Uhh, whoo! Get at me
Whoo, I told you n*****
n*****.. betta grab a seat
Grab on your d*** as this b**** gets deep
Deeper than the p**** of a b**** six feet
Stiff d***s feel sweet in this little petite
Young b**** from the street, guaranteed to stay down
Used to bring work outta town on Greyhound
Now I'm Billboard now, n***** press to hit it
Play me like a chicken, thinkin I'm pressed to get it
Rather do the killin than the stick up jooks
Rather count a million while you eat my p****
Push me to the limit get my feelings in it
Get me open while I'm c**min down your throat
Then, you want to be my main squeeze n****
Don'tcha, you want to lick between my knees n****
Don'tcha want to see me whippin your 3 down the Ave.
Blow up spots on b****** because I'm mad
Break up affairs lick shots in the air
You get vexed, and start swingin everywhere
Me shifty? Now you want to pistol whip me
Pull out your nine, while I c*** on mine
Yeah what n****? I ain't got time for this
So what n****? I'm not tryin to hear that s***
Now you want to buy me diamonds and Armani suits
Adia Vinadini and Chanel lime boots
Things that make up, for all the games and the lies
Hallmark cards, sayin, "I apologize"
Is you wit me? How could you ever decieve me
But payback's a b**** m***********, believe me
Naw I ain't gay this ain't no lesbo flow
Just a lil somethin, to let you m************ know
f*** b******, get money.. f*** n*****, get money (*repeat to end*)

[Kim] Wait a minute, wait a minute
Back up, just give me that s***, this s*** is mine
[Big] Oh you want my numbers and s***
[Kim] ??
[Big] Look, now you want to ??
[Kim] I'm all that b****, don't ask
You're f***** with a b**** named Aphrodite
[Big] y'all believe that s***?
[Kim] Just playin with you, worrd
?? daddy is all that, oh word
?? I'm talkin bout some presidents
Talkin bout this m*********** cash
[Big] Whatever you don't think about this
My nickname was Jesus in high school
[Kim] You don't even believe that s***!
God don't believe that s***!
[Big] I'm the supreme being baby
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Conspiracy (1995)