Get Money Lyrics - Waka Flocka Flame

Big homie Flock 

BSM 

Automatics and dice games 

We was gettin’ money till the Feds came 

Big Daddy Kane on my clothes and you could still smell raw cocaine 

Would my family have survived without cocaine? 

We thank God when that blow came 

Walkin’ through the rain without a coat 

Livin’ with a... prove, hope that we all make it out to get... 

Leonardo how I paint these pictures 

My niggas so relentless, vicious 

Eat your food, do your dishes 

Now all your family’s left with is memories and pictures 

Fuck niggas, fuck bitches 

Fuck niggas, fuck bitches 

Get money, stack money 

I wish they act wrong, even act funny 

I got bitches that’ll die, killers that’ll clap for me 

I know you’re mad when I get grindin’ 

I know you hate it, it’s all good 

We out here gettin’ all this paper 

I know you mad, you wish you could 

Get money, get money, get money 

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Please don’t get it confused, this is rap money 

Mixed with a little street money 

I’m talkin’ ’bout them long drives, don’t sleep money 

Bitches walking on the blade, that dirty deep money 

I was told don’t talk, just look 

Family on the streets, I was raised by the crooks 

Certified street, never raised by the book 

Street educated, I can tell that you shook, rapper 

Every good girl love a hood nigga 

Real recognize real, you ain’t a real nigga 

I’m takin’ over companies, signing deals 

If you wanna build, make a mil, never skip a meal 

Keep your lips sealed nigga 

Fuck niggas, Tommy Hillfigure 

You take care your family, keep it real I fuck with ya 

Boy, there’s levels to this shit 

I set fire to that ass like the Devil in this bitch 

Squad! 

Photos 

I know you’re mad when I get grindin’ 

I know you hate it, it’s all good 

We out here gettin’ all this paper 

I know you mad, you wish you could 

Get money, get money, get money