Get The Girl, Grab The Money & Run Lyrics - Souls Of Mischief

It goes one, two, three 

That's the count of the immaster mount that's got scrilla 

We got the killa Taj 

And willa young lady looking sensuous to socialize 

I sense she is down so she lie 

Back with me 

'Cuz it's a natural thing, so act quickly 

'Cuz it's like that we gunna be 

Out the dope stack and my pockets relax 

Calm, collecting my scratch 

And the girlies attracted 

I snatched 

Women, make them collapse on their back side, that's right 

When I'm finished, vanish into the night 

Like the caped crusader don't say, "Hi", to the trick 

Can't appreciate them 'cuz they just be riding the dick 

See, we too fly to be weak, telling hoes to step aside 

Be like, "I ain't the one" 

But get them sprung when I'm erectified 

I betcha tried to get my dope but nope 

Always cautious with my cash 'cuz my dad told me so 

My rhyme will blow your foe away 

I know the way to freak it 

So hoes know the 'A' 

Today's just another day for me to get paid 

Invade the stage and retreat for the shade 

Find me a top bread freak to get laid 

Back when I'm masquerade 

I get basquerade [unverified] 

Direct from my spectrum 

To select from, sex them, neglect them 

Then I'm on the the next one. 

Yeah, grab the money and run 

You gotta, get the girl, grab the money and run 

You gotta, get the girl, grab the money and run 

You gotta, get the girl, grab the money 

We dissin' rappers 'cuz I think I need to 

We chillin' drinkin' 80 proof