Get This Money Lyrics - The Best Of Both Worlds (jay-z & R. Kelly) - Jay-z

[J] Yeah yeah 

[R] Damn it's hot 

[J] Like a muh'fucker 

[R] Yo Jigga 

[J] Whassup my nigga? 

[R] Pop that water 

[J] Fo'schizzle! 

[both laughing] 

[R] Yeah 

[J] Get'cha mind right, c'mon 

[Jay-Z] 

Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh 

Uh-uh uh-uh - gettin that money my nigga 

(woo. woo. woo. woo.) 

You better call the muh'fuckin cops 

This is a crime, uh-uh, let's go 

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[R. Kelly + (Jay-Z)] 

Keys to the Bentley, off to the club 

Switchin lanes like what the. 

Chick on the cell wanna get with a bruh 

But y'all know I don't love no. (never love her) 

She, say, she, slick 

I'm, like, baby, please 

She, say she's got a man 

but what's that got to do with me? (f'real) 

Some chicks like low-key 

Wrists of, zero degrees 

I'm, toxic off the Belve' 

Two strippers, in my hotel suite 

Fee fie and, foe fum-ah 

Look out now, here I come-ah 

For you haters, keepin up trauma 

Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up (holla) 

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[Chorus: R. Kelly] 

You got what I want; I got what you need 

Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney 

You got what I want; I got what you need 

Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney 

[R. Kelly + (Jay-Z)] 

Ace hit the club 'bout five o'clock (woo!) 

Hungry 'bout to hit the IHOP (let's go) 

After that, menage-a-trois 

And he out by seven o'clock (p-YOON) 

Cause I'm a baller, thought I told ya 

Blue rocks lightin up my shoulders (bling!) 

See y'all niggaz know y'all need to grow up 

Your album ain't out, cause I'm the hold up (ha) 

Busters wanna hoop with me 

Wanna run our ways, doin R&B 

I'll, creep creep, blink blink 

Cross your ass over, take it from me 

Fee fie and, foe fum-ah 

Look out now, here I come-ah 

Golddiggers, this you gets none of 

Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up (holla) 

[Chorus] 

[Jay-Z + (R. Kelly)] 

Pull up on the block, cran-apple Benz 

White tank top, cran-apple trim 

Egg-shaped watch, cran-apple gems 

Dice hands 'side both of them 

Two rolls and I leave with a stack 

Off to the club, G's in in the back 

V.I.P. nigga beez like that 

When you gettin that money my nigga (get. this. mo-ney) 

I spit this for my riders 

Twenty-inch rims and wide body drivers 

We can't let nothin stop us (get. this. mo-ney) 

Young H-O-V-A 

And the boy R. Kel', you know how we play 

For that fetti, mayne, we'll let the lead rang 

You young boyz ain't ready 

You don't know NANN a nigga to NEAR Jigga 

to NEAR as well as me and the boy Kel' 

Yeah it's money, recognize the smell 

And we up out this bitch, yell 

[Chorus] 

[Jay-Z + (R. Kelly)] 

Gettin that money my nigga 

Ha ha, ha ha 

Ha ha ha ha ha ha 

I gotta laugh at this shit (get. this. money) 

Gettin this money my nigga 

Yeah, ohh oh ohh oh 

Oh it's too late to get scared niggaz (get. this. mo-ney) 

It's way too late now. 

. gettin this money my nigga (get. this. mo-ney) 

[Chorus + Jay-Z ad libs] 

[J] Gettin that money my nigga