Get Money Nigga Lyrics - Trap God - Gucci Mane

Gucci, Meek Mill 

From 808 feelie real recognize real 

yeah we hood rich 

Trap God turn us up 

Nigga, and this niggas wanna know for 

you better call em my connect 

and next from what he put me on for 

I heard your nigga ballin 

do what the f*ck you take alone for 

but you get the f*ck this. 

you nigga know you don't belong girl, 

all my niggas smoking scrome here 

we don't talk reckless on the phone here 

a lot of clitch don't get alone here, 

please scrub my nigga we rock our own gear 

I'm on the press and on the long chair 

I hope that you don't read me wrong 

but if I go pull up that tongue dear 

I bet that you don't make it home, 

I'm in the choppers with my long jass 

and I'm in trapper all day long 

they call me back and sold the own . 

before you try that shit be gone 

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I'm a money get nigga, and this bitches wanna know from 

you'd better call em my connect and next some what he put me on from 

I heard your niggas balling 

do what the f*ck you take a long for 

you better stare by the fillie nigga 

you know them pussy don't belong here 

[Meek Mill:] 

Rose go on my bottle six, 

have the Mill on form whip 

I'm inner will with foreign bitch 

I'm on a bright strap and she on this dick 

she bout tell you lane, your diamonds look strange, 

I'm grinding like win, when you on that skateboard 

say, nigga you new girls my open, 

my old bitch your new girl, 

young low rich fillie nigga, them hoes tell me I'm truth. 

I don't need and f*ck one on one 

'cause when I come I need two girls, 

that girl to f*ck like all night, 

get them bitches that whole pipe 

riding round with Keyshia 

and we smoking no Keyshia 

young nigga friends like easter, 

tripping on my sneackers 

ray drop I seat that, I celebrate I get back 

that molly look like a tic-tac 

and I tell that hoe that I tic tac like ohh 

I'm a money. 

and this bitches what em know for 

you'd better call em my connect 

and next what he put em on for 

I I heard your niggas ballin 

do do what the fuck you take a long for 

but get the fuck out this. 

you niggas know you don't belong girl 

I drop a back on your head nigga 

and then locate you like own star 

I ain't had to buy shit nigga 

my nigga Waka got his ow call 

you want my dick like you a bitch nigga 

won't you go and.your own bars 

and I won't go back and jail nigga 

but you gonna make me catch my own jar 

I can look and tell you fry nigga 

but you keep on try to look hard 

your fresh keep action what's the spell nigga 

that's your motherf*cking home boys 

I'm a money get nigga, and these bitches what em known for 

You better call em my connect 

and next so what he out me on for 

I heard your niggas balling 

do do what the fuck you take a long for 

but get the fuck out this. 

you niggas know you don't belong girl