Goodie Mob - Get Rich To This Lyrics
Chorus: goodie mobWe 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)[backbone]Itll be all slipp-ery, slick wid itAutomatically ? Im the shit wid itIm psyched out, sic-wid-itLike e-40 and the click wid itHe sucker mc better know about itI make your girlfriend hoe about itI make a muh*****a know about it;Somebody better tell him***** it back, hit a lick wid itKeep it workin drop a brick wid itOff the block, serve a nig wid itWhip a brand new whip wid itApartment flow, you aint know?Look here lil girl it come equipped wid itShe freaky deaky lick her lips wid itShe thick thick wid itJump, stump, twist wid itMake em make em make em scrap wid itTear da club up, champagne campaign wid itParty people do your thang wid itI get to it yall;I get the funds then I split wid itA natural born money maker nitty-grit wid itHa? I get rich yallChorus[cee-lo]Ha.. boy I done bought ds wid disBig bout-it benz car keys wid disCondos in the cancun summer breeze wid disAnd you know, doin good fo shoIm gettin rich too hollerin out calhoun knowNigga; nickeled and dimed and did dirt for disDo a show and sweat up my good shirt for disSnap back to toast Ill haveta hurt for disSo when I get me a lil bit ima wear my shitAnd if I lose it, I aint gon cry about itI aint no dummy God damnit I aint about to die about itBut ***** wid me though, Ill let a few fly about itDont test me boy, because I about it!So Im the major money maker, mother***** these niggazKeep yo eyes on amounts, accounts and some bankersGet high, get fly, til you get it, gettin byDont switch get krunk get drunk get rich[t-mo]From the bottom to the top now its hot; keepin it heatedPeople about to see they chasin after cash in the assSuckers crash on the blast from the pastGoodie mo.b. backbone and outkast, whatchu think this was, black?Take your sorry ass watch me blow, turnin my lyrics in the flowThis is how it go, and it go, perfect picture paintinMillion dollar hold in the cascade, in the shadeWell ise gon get paid to dis, and find a wife to disIm bout to cut, like a knife to disAnd find dat, and find dat, top top, we get rich to dis, yeah!Chorus[big boi]The goodie they call me, they wanted a player to bust to thisIm takin this thang, slow slow motion just cant rush with thisWe all in the family, what have we, I think we done found a freak hoePeople all in my wallet hopin to frolic we gon see hoeJust hold up; you know my pockets swoll upIma let you suck my dick to meet your quotaAnd youre fine, kinda shorterBut I made this money before you got a toyota and explorerAnd when Im off in the mall gettin fresh, Im gon ignore yaLook at the earrings, the gold chains, the diamonds around my neckpieceThe leather suede snake elizabeth all up on my left bHoe look at all these emeralds and these rubies and my gold teethThinkin a nigga spiritual tryin to build but you dont know meSee theres more than meets the ear so we can ball thats if we chose toMove back Im droppin the top and yes its mine and gul its new too[khujo]Sign yo grill wid disCanary yellow bowlin ball silk drawers wid disCrushed velvet diamond cut, yall get wreck wid dis[gipp]Tonight, gipp get woozyMight step outside and might catch me a floozieSome loozy double-stitched hoochieYall chase records while we chase coochie[kuhjo]The realest down south hot two, in your face like kabukiGet krunk, dont be no lame brain top bankheadProps, Im prayin wid dis[gipp]Boys on the ave, flood shots to disGirls in the club flirt out to disState your name baby and get rich to disChorus (to fade)
