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Get Money Video (MV)




Performed By: Flossyvill
Language: English
Length: 3:13
Written by: Rondall Taylor




Flossyvill - Get Money Lyrics




All my bitches get money
All my niggas get money
All of yall looking so bummy
Used to be sipping a bummy
Fifty cent soda
Now we just dip in the rover
Maybe a cobra
Taking one shot and its over
Niggas know flossy be switching the flow up
Flow up
Watch how i glow up
Watch how i go nuts
While the cops watch on the block doing donuts
Thats an entondra for all of you dummys
Our Stomachs was touching it wasent shit funny
My Niggas dont play when it come to the money
Niggas dont play for a hunnit or twenty
Doing a show i need 20 or better
My cousin in jail he just sent me a letter
He told me yo cuzzo this shit gon get better
Write all your tracks like u got a vendetta
Stay far from the rats
And Just stack up some cheddar
For all the haters just cop a burretta
I aint on def jam i got a vendetta
I am a king and thats word to coretta
Look up to the lord and i ask
Do i have to suffer from shit from my past
Living this life how long will i last
Will i be in caskets from living to fast
All of my niggas just get to the cash
All of my bitches just get them a bag
I hop out the coup jump in the jag
All the people be watching my swag
They tryna see whats the price on my tag
Niggas be hating they getting me mad
Bitches be wating a nigga so bad
For all shit that a nigga done had
And all the shit that a nigga had done
Wish on a star and they say im the one
Hot like the sun
Get smacked wit a gun
Coppers is comming my niggas just run
When im on the beat i be giving them hell
Dragon ball z niggas fighting the cell
While u was jail they f*cking your boo
The streets is so cold u could say its like frieza
Hear what im sayin thats word to vegita
Im rocking on nike dont f*ck wit addidas
But they send a check
Im f*cking with either
Pour up a four used to sip out the liter
Smoking this gas and this shit off the meter
I cheated death
Man you wouldent believe it
I counting my blessings make sure i receive it
I start getting fly then they say im concited
I went through hell and that shit had me heated
I keep my head up i am never defeated
Restoring my energy never depleated
All that fake energy i never need it
Look up to the lord and i ask
Do i have to suffer from shit from my past
Living this life how long will i last
Will i be in caskets from living to fast
All of my niggas just get to the cash
All of my bitches just get them a bag
I hop out the coup jump in the jag
All the people be watching my swag
They tryna see whats the price on my tag
Niggas be hating they getting me mad
Bitches be wating a nigga so bad
For all shit that a nigga done had
And all the shit that a nigga had done
Wish on a star and they say im the one
Hot like the sun
Get smacked wit a gun
Coppers is comming my niggas just run
Im out in brooklyn just making manuevers
I wanna dive her heard she got the scuba
These bitches be buring like tires on rubber
My lethal weapon protected by glover
Thats just some gems that i got from my mother
All of my bars it be over their heads
I dont pop no pills but ill roll up some medz
Ima cop feels while she gimmie some head
She sucking my tooly im busting off lead
The shit im spitting is hitting like copper
The bars in my mind they all covered in gold
They going in they value im told
Shit that i roll ot be long like a scroll
Covered in dimaonds and covered in crystals
Niggas say flossy you been so official
But all of yall bitches yall been superficial
Look up to the lord and i ask
Do i have to suffer from shit from my past
Living this life how long will i last
Will i be in caskets from living to fast
All of my niggas just get to the cash
All of my bitches just get them a bag
I hop out the coup jump in the jag
All the people be watching my swag
They tryna see whats the price on my tag
Niggas be hating they getting me mad
Bitches be wating a nigga so bad
For all shit that a nigga done had
And all the shit that a nigga had done
Wish on a star and they say im the one
Hot like the sun
Get smacked wit a gun
Coppers is comming my niggas just run
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All my bitches get money
All my niggas get money
All of yall looking so bummy
Used to be sipping a bummy
Fifty cent soda
Now we just dip in the rover
Maybe a cobra
Taking one shot and its over
Niggas know flossy be switching the flow up
Flow up
Watch how i glow up
Watch how i go nuts
While the cops watch on the block doing donuts
Thats an entondra for all of you dummys
Our Stomachs was touching it wasent shit funny
My Niggas dont play when it come to the money
Niggas dont play for a hunnit or twenty
Doing a show i need 20 or better
My cousin in jail he just sent me a letter
He told me yo cuzzo this shit gon get better
Write all your tracks like u got a vendetta
Stay far from the rats
And Just stack up some cheddar
For all the haters just cop a burretta
I aint on def jam i got a vendetta
I am a king and thats word to coretta
Look up to the lord and i ask
Do i have to suffer from shit from my past
Living this life how long will i last
Will i be in caskets from living to fast
All of my niggas just get to the cash
All of my bitches just get them a bag
I hop out the coup jump in the jag
All the people be watching my swag
They tryna see whats the price on my tag
Niggas be hating they getting me mad
Bitches be wating a nigga so bad
For all shit that a nigga done had
And all the shit that a nigga had done
Wish on a star and they say im the one
Hot like the sun
Get smacked wit a gun
Coppers is comming my niggas just run
When im on the beat i be giving them hell
Dragon ball z niggas fighting the cell
While u was jail they f*cking your boo
The streets is so cold u could say its like frieza
Hear what im sayin thats word to vegita
Im rocking on nike dont f*ck wit addidas
But they send a check
Im f*cking with either
Pour up a four used to sip out the liter
Smoking this gas and this shit off the meter
I cheated death
Man you wouldent believe it
I counting my blessings make sure i receive it
I start getting fly then they say im concited
I went through hell and that shit had me heated
I keep my head up i am never defeated
Restoring my energy never depleated
All that fake energy i never need it
Look up to the lord and i ask
Do i have to suffer from shit from my past
Living this life how long will i last
Will i be in caskets from living to fast
All of my niggas just get to the cash
All of my bitches just get them a bag
I hop out the coup jump in the jag
All the people be watching my swag
They tryna see whats the price on my tag
Niggas be hating they getting me mad
Bitches be wating a nigga so bad
For all shit that a nigga done had
And all the shit that a nigga had done
Wish on a star and they say im the one
Hot like the sun
Get smacked wit a gun
Coppers is comming my niggas just run
Im out in brooklyn just making manuevers
I wanna dive her heard she got the scuba
These bitches be buring like tires on rubber
My lethal weapon protected by glover
Thats just some gems that i got from my mother
All of my bars it be over their heads
I dont pop no pills but ill roll up some medz
Ima cop feels while she gimmie some head
She sucking my tooly im busting off lead
The shit im spitting is hitting like copper
The bars in my mind they all covered in gold
They going in they value im told
Shit that i roll ot be long like a scroll
Covered in dimaonds and covered in crystals
Niggas say flossy you been so official
But all of yall bitches yall been superficial
Look up to the lord and i ask
Do i have to suffer from shit from my past
Living this life how long will i last
Will i be in caskets from living to fast
All of my niggas just get to the cash
All of my bitches just get them a bag
I hop out the coup jump in the jag
All the people be watching my swag
They tryna see whats the price on my tag
Niggas be hating they getting me mad
Bitches be wating a nigga so bad
For all shit that a nigga done had
And all the shit that a nigga had done
Wish on a star and they say im the one
Hot like the sun
Get smacked wit a gun
Coppers is comming my niggas just run
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Writer: Rondall Taylor
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