Go Get Sum Mo Lyrics - Young Dolph

This water on me got my neck froze 

Coupe with the suicide doors 

And I love all of my hoes (I love 'em) 

Yeah, I love all of my hoes, ayy 

She cookin' breakfast with no clothes 

I'm some' like a pimp, that's for sure 

I spend it and go get some more 

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more 

Bitch better have my money, bitch better have my money 

Bitch better have my money 

In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London 

I spend it and go get some more 

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more 

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Spent some more money, beat another case 

Riding down eleven like Scarface 

6.000 dollar tuxedo 

These bitches just love a nigga's lingo 

Little bitty nigga with a real big ego 

Three bank accounts with a whole lot of zeros 

Lil' nigga I'm Michael, you Tito 

I dress like I been selling kilos 

I put my side bitch in a Benz 

Just so she can flex on her friends 

I used to sell dope out my mama's house 

Then had all the money at grandma's house 

I go on Rodeo, fuck up a check 

Smokin' blunts and eating percocets 

Still with them niggas I came up with 

I can never ever trust a bitch 

Addition and multiplication 

We runnin' this money up daily 

Smashing Instagram sensations 

For bullshit I got no patience 

I jump out, I jump out, I jump out 

The back of the Phantom rockin' all this ice 

I want it, I want it, I want it 

I get it, I don't give a fuck what the price 

Photos 

Water on my neck got me froze 

Coupe got the suicide doors, yeah 

Ain't savin' these hoes, yeah 

No I ain't savin' these hoes 

She cookin' breakfast with no clothes, yeah 

I'm somethin' like a pimp, that's for sure, yeah 

Spend it and go get some more, yeah 

Spend it and go get some more 

Bitch better have my money, bitch better have my money 

Bitch better have my money 

In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London 

I spend it and go get some more 

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more 

This rap shit too easy, my left wrist too freezy 

She butt naked in the kitchen cookin' breakfast, eggs over easy 

I'm the king but I don't play for Cleveland 

I'm feeling just like the weed man 

When he got the hundred keys in 

So strong, can't breathe in 

Bitch better have my guala 

Looking like I sell narcota (scurr) 

Ballin' like I hit the lotto (pow) 

And the devil still wears Prada, it's Gucci 

Money over hoes my motto 

How you bad but you don't swallow 

If I front you my product 

Then you better have my dollars, Gucci 

Scratch front like I'm Pimp C 

Big hustle like Nipsey 

Blue Benz, my crip B 

12 sitting on Forgis 

And your wife she choosing 

Better get a divorce then 

I want to buy charges not forcement 

She wish she had an abortion 

Water on my neck got me froze 

Coupe got the suicide doors, yeah 

Ain't savin' these hoes, yeah 

No I ain't savin' these hoes 

She cookin' breakfast with no clothes, yeah 

I'm somethin' like a pimp, that's for sure, yeah 

Spend it and go get some more, yeah 

Spend it and go get some more 

Bitch better have my money, bitch better have my money 

Bitch better have my money 

In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London 

I spend it and go get some more 

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more 

Thank god for my mama not using a condom 

Wear Dolce Gabannas like they are pajamas 

It's deuce gadanas, I hang with the hunters 

And runners and dealers and killers, one hundred 

Every year I buy a new vehicle 

Throw the girl out like a flea flicker 

I don't even dodge them cheap liquors 

I got so high I tried to eat people 

Jewelry on drippin' like a sea creature 

Money so tall I don't see people 

Weed so loud, can't keep secret 

Y'all been plottin', I been peepin' 

Y'all been talkin', I been thinkin' 

I been growin', y'all been shrinkin' 

Big diamond on my lil pinky 

Too much sauce, I done started leaking 

I got more bars than precincts 

I got more cars than Reese's, uh uh 

I got more heart than niggas 

Put that on god my nigga, uh uh 

Ain't tryna starve my nigga 

They tryna scar a nigga 

I told 'em: Nah my nigga 

If the godfather my nigga 

Make me Brett Favre a nigga 

This water on me got my neck froze 

Coupe with the suicide doors 

And I love all of my hoes 

Yeah, I love all of my hoes, ayy (I love 'em) 

She cookin' breakfast with no clothes (ooh yeah) 

I'm some' like a pimp, that's for sure (ooh yeah) 

I spend it and go get some more 

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more 

Bitch better have my money, bitch better have my money 

Bitch better have my money 

In somethin' foreign going 200, I might go shopping in London 

I spend it and go get some more 

Yeah, I spend it and go get some more