Lil’ Kim, T.I., Sha-Dash - Get Yours lyrics

Hey throw your bottles in the
Sky if you're gettin yours
If the rims on his ride ain't as big as yours
You gettin money what'chu hatin
On my niggas for?
Hey get your mind off of mine
And get to gettin yours
Throw your bottles in the sky
If you're gettin yours
If that other bitch's ass ain't
As big as yours
You gettin money what'chu hatin
On my bitches for?
Hey get your mind off of mine
And get to gettin yours

Boss lady pull up in the back of the Maybach
Chaffeur behind the wheel, feet up
Leaned back readin the newspaper
Honeygirl put a hurtin on 'em
Haters like a bad act


I just close the curtain on 'em
Play all day on the Siruis, radio
Satellite TV, who do it like me?
In designer outfit's, while sellin the tag
Yves Saint Laurent boots
Yves Saint Laurent bag
Keep the Pokeman in case a
Big bitch think I'm ass
Eatin through her stomach like a gastric
Bypass bitch you better buy a pass and
You better have the cash
When you in my town you got to
See me to buy a pass
Number one rule, think BIG
50 grand for the girl to sit in VIP
The spotlight is on me
I'm the one they wanna see
They give they money to Kim like I'm HSBC

Hey throw your bottles in the
Sky if you're gettin yours
If the rims on his ride ain't as big as yours
You gettin money what'chu hatin
On my niggas for?
Hey get your mind off of mine
And get to gettin yours
Throw your bottles in the sky
If you're gettin yours
If that other bitch's ass ain't
As big as yours
You gettin money what'chu hatin
On my bitches for?
Hey get your mind off of mine
And get to gettin yours

Yeah, well it's young Dash to
All those who don't know
The boy who stay hot when
His jewels is so cold
Killer screwface and he cockin that fo'-fo'
Wanna ice grill? Better holla at Paul Wall
Is all that called for? Whole crew do it up
Champagne, threw it up
'til niggas threw it up
Cruisin up, tinted up, gotta be some star
Don't know what to call it
They say it's a truck car
You been with a chump pah like Ashton
Was the first one to "Punk" y'all
Have yo' ass holy and resemblin Spongebob
Like an old album, you happen to come for us
You guys get dust off it's the young boss
Show you what the imp us for
Family and friends be the
Only ones missin boy
Sayin that you rich and all
Tell me what'chu bitchin for
Maybe cause I'm gettin mine -
Well is you gettin yours?

Hey throw your bottles in the
Sky if you're gettin yours
If the rims on his ride ain't as big as yours
You gettin money what'chu hatin
On my niggas for?
Hey get your mind off of mine
And get to gettin yours
Throw your bottles in the sky
If you're gettin yours
If that other bitch's ass ain't
As big as yours
You gettin money what'chu hatin
On my bitches for?
Hey get your mind off of mine
And get to gettin yours

You don't really want it with the
Nigga right in front of Tip
Have you duckin on the shit
Wanna let the burner spit get bucked bitch
Give a fuck who you run and get
King of the South
Pimp Squad Clique runnin shit
Bricks in the pipeline, sold in the nighttime
Take a lifetime to find a
Flow that's quite like mine
40 cal's and 45 Glocks, I don't like nine
Mac-9 and automatic flatten niggas lifeline
I'm already rich
Use the rappin as a pasttime
Grand Hustle bitch and I ain't
Settle for the last time
Other niggas settle down cause
I don't bag mine
You see me pull it I'mma blast
I don't flash mine
You niggas livin check to check
But I don't cash mine
Deposit it and let it sit
Cause all the cash mine
Been goin easy on you rappers I'mma mash now
Niggas throw your bottles in the air
And put the glass down

Hey throw your bottles in the
Sky if you're gettin yours
If the rims on his ride ain't as big as yours
You gettin money what'chu hatin
On my niggas for?
Hey get your mind off of mine
And get to gettin yours
Throw your bottles in the sky
If you're gettin yours
If that other bitch's ass ain't
As big as yours
You gettin money what'chu hatin
On my bitches for?
Hey get your mind off of mine
And get to gettin yours