Get Rich To This Lyrics

Goodie Mob

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Lyrics to Get Rich To This
Get Rich To This Video:
Chorus: Goodie MobWe peel out sideways (get rich to this)We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this)Thank God for Friday's (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 Friday's (get rich to this)Say say say say!! (get rich to this)[Backbone]It'll be all slipp-ery, slick wid itAutomatically ? I'm the shit wid itI'm 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'fucka know about it;somebody better tell himCock 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 ain't 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 y'all;I get the funds then I split wid itA natural born money maker nitty-grit wid itHa?I get rich y'allChorus[Cee-Lo]Ha.. boy I done bought D's wid disBig bout-it Benz car keys wid disCondos in the Cancun summer breeze wid disAnd you know, doin good fo' sho'I'm 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 I'll haveta hurt for disSo when I get me a lil' bit I'ma wear my shitand if I lose it, I ain't gon' cry about itI ain't no dummy god damnit I ain't about to die about itBut fuck wid me though, I'll let a few fly about itDon't test me boy, because I about it!So I'm the major money maker, motherfuck these niggazKeep yo' eyes on amounts, accounts and some bankersGet high, get fly, til you get it, gettin byDon't switch get krunk get drunk get rich[T-Mo]From the bottom to the top now it's 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 I'se gon' get paid to dis, and find a wife to disI'm 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 thisI'm takin this thang, slow slow motion just can't 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 upI'ma let you suck my dick to meet your quotaand you're fine, kinda shorterBut I made this money before you got a Toyota and ExplorerAnd when I'm off in the mall gettin fresh, I'm 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 don't know meSee there's more than meets the ear so we can ball that's if we chose toMove back I'm droppin the top and yes it's mine and gul it's new too[Khujo]Sign yo' grill wid disCanary yellow bowlin ball silk drawers wid disCrushed velvet diamond cut, y'all get wreck wid dis[Gipp]Tonight, Gipp get woozyMight step outside and might catch me a floozieSome loozy double-stitched hoochieY'all chase records while we chase coochie[Kuhjo]The realest Down South hot two, in your face like kabukiGet krunk, don't be no lame brain top bankheadProps, I'm 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)

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