Lyrics:
I get by I get high yeah yeah
I get by I get high yeah yeah
Get by get high yeah yeah
Get by get by yeah yeah
Aye I get by I get by
I get high yeah
Rudolf, and Pitbull, they gon' help you sing this song.
I love just who you are,
I ain't gon' try to change ya.
You are a shooting Star,
That's why you are
Rudolf, and Pitbull, they gon' help you sing this song.
I love just who you are,
I ain't gon' try to change ya.
You are a shooting Star,
That's why you are
pitbulls and pigeons
Put the hustle down steady for the summer
I'm ready way tighter, got two birds and a rider
But I'm out for mo nigga can't get
You ain't on shit
This glock like a pitbull bitch I tell em go get
Bitch I mopped the floor
Guarantee A nigga gon slip
Watch em hit the woah
These
money making
She on my leg like a little kid
She hump my leg like a horny pit
Pitbull in a skirt, yeah, I'm a magnet
Now I ain't running after no
money making
She on my leg like a little kid
She hump my leg like a horny pit
Pitbull in a skirt, yeah, I'm a magnet
Now I ain't running after no
still be hatin'?
People owe me money from previous business,
And I wonder can I get it with a little bit interest?
And what about drop-outs with no
it, you gotta get ignit
'cause niggas will play you, lay you, then they spray you
Ok you, gotta little money an you figure you hard
You bought two
motherfucker
My homie Tone threw his 45 on the ground
Both got lost and they never get found
Cut through the park stay low, stay low
Hear the pitbulls bark
I might die tonight, but if I do I'ma be okay
And if I die tonight, at least I stood by the stuff I said
I got two graves dug, one for me and one
by God so we can't tire
It's tribal war across the bonfire
Never cease fire
I'm getting money you getting money
We getting money lets get this
Money what you expect when ya hustle tight hustle tight
Money what you expect she gone do it twice
Get a nigga tight it a change a life
Its money what
by the fools
Throwin up my squad, holdin up high for the crew
You know how we do...
Yeah, it's plain, simple, I got a plan, go get this money
a pitbull I been had the sauce
I see yall tryna copy niggas
Two steps ahead, I do it the best
Y'all hope that I stop, I'll put you rest
You see you'll never
got to get my hair done so I got to blow-dry
I always hit the target so I got a bullseye
I need a little attention so I know you come by
I know I'm hard
Rudolf, and Pitbull, they gon' help you sing this song.
I love just who you are,
I ain't gon' try to change ya.
You are a shooting Star,
That's why you are
I get that money, that money, that money, oh yeah
I get it popping
I get that money, that money, that money, oh yeah
Had to change up spot, had
get money, nigga I'ma get money
Brand new black Ferrari fat boy known to pop a clutch
Bought another Rollie, Presidential is a must
By the way that
Money money money money money money
Get a little,
Money money
Get a little,
Money money
Money money
Money money
Money money
Money money
Mark, a yen,
dare you to try and erase it
Lord of the cadence I'm praying I make it and stay there
Never go blind by the rays of the shine that I'm chasing
Get money
to get money by Any Given Means
All about dollars call her amazing
Be on the Block I'm willing to do that
Bringing them guns I'm willing to shoot that
Well, I got that gal that I've been looking for
She got pride and style and charm
But if she's walking down the street
Most boys get in harm
Not
at last, that’s a message from King
Don’t wait to get the time right
The time is right now
Like a pit-bull
You gotta bite down
See I was on a path
Came
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