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Song title: No Question - You Can Get That

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[bianca]
Uh, first lady
Uh huh, no question
Cmon, cmon

We gon have a little cristall poppin here
You can see me in the top, be clear, not the benz baby boy
Imma go wit the box this year
We aint gon take it, we can stop it there
California, pay rodeo a visit
Cuz if it aint hollywood, in a year youll be kickin
Get it down, cs spent in the rolls with me
M.f., no q, I was suppose to be

[no question]
If you want a five double o, you can get that
If you want ice on your wrist, you can get that
If you want a house and some land, you can get that lady
Lets spend some money, we can do this baby

If you want a mink coat, you can get that
If you want some karats on your ring, you can get that
If you want a house and some land, you can get that lady
Lets spend some money, we can do this baby

Anything mamma, go and get that dough
Dont spend cash, wont call no more
Cats wanna know you but they dont know
You want the fast life and them high priced clothes
Money aint never been a thing to me
If your woman aint laced, then shes gonna leave
Youre lookin for a baller then you just found me
Lets hit rodeo for a shopping spree

Repeat 1

Im looking for a partner who will die for me
In the bedroom, shes a superfreak
On the down low, take a fall for me
Take a long stroke till my back gets weak
Ma, I love the way that you play these cats
Poppin their guns like they built like that
Talk about game and aint got no rap
Anything you want baby, you can get that

Repeat 1

[bianca]
We need to talk, heard you wanna put some ice on my ear
Baller, huh? hundred thou twice in a year
First chicks the name, you gotta make the white sick
Drop six and I love the way the rock sit
Stay long, imma show you how to top flip
I aint jokin, just floatin where the chips at
Focus on the crib, clothes, imma get that
What it take to make the kitty cat purr
The chrome wheels, lights in six blame fur
Platinum piece in back of every four karats
Stack at least cuz I got a heavy dro habit
Its all about the chips, be all about the cash
All about the wrist he ballin in the jag
Tipsey, crispy, all up in my glands
Fifty, sixty, all about my man
Fendi, gucci shot the bosss game

Repeat 1

Its all about the cash, its all about the dough
Its all about the stash, and make a little mo
Its all about the cash, its all about the dough
Its all about the stash, and make a little mo

Repeat 1 until fade