Slum Village - Get Dis Money lyrics

[Slum Village - Get Dis Money lyrics]

Hey, hey hey h hey hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
Hey, hey h hey hey hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day

We dedicate this to these people
Out here getting bank
Where the pursuit of the money is reali tay
Never front on a clique
That you can't evaluate
See I got things out here I need to situate
I got a fresh ass car on some gloss paint
People walking down the street
Until they feet stank
I got accountants out here
Handling big thangs
As I slip into the crib wit' the sashay
Have my room wit the shark wit the big tank
Don't get mad 'cause I'm doing
Things you just can't, can't, can't

Hey, hey hey hey hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, hey I wanna get paid
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day

My man you need to get back like the rebate
And bitties he need to step
Up like the home plate my man
Now what you know about the Great Lakes?
We contemplate on gettin' money
Like a sweepstakes
Sipping dark grapes, party in the dark shade
You see a nigga cold chillin'
Like a Marl-ey Marl
And bitties ride like a Harl-ey
Money make, a Ric, a Ric-o Suav-e, hey
Radio play the S like arcades
Every day the holiday so nigga stay paid
Celebrate the holidays with the money
Ain't about to wait so nigga stay away

Hey, hey hey hey hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day

Somebody said that radio would
Never ever play
Some of that Detroit, Motor City for play
Honestly earning my dough
Keeping it real y'all countin' my cash
Just showing you how the boss ball
I never thought that we would
Make it up this far
Grippin' my cream color Cadillac North Star
Detroit Motor City finest is who we are
This is for my ladies who get out
Chill at the bar when I was a young boy
Chilling in my daddy's nuts
All I could hear was a rhyme and dope cuts
Growin' up thinking I was nothing, but a glut
Another day, another buck, another slut
All I wanna do is get paid
Motown, don't stop

Hey, hey hey hey hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
Hey, hey h hey hey hey
What you say, get this money
If they say, what you gon' do today
Just say, 'hey I wanna get paid'
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day
'ery day, 'ery day pay day

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