R. Kelly - Get This Money

Video y letra de Get This Money, del artista R. Kelly

[j] yeah yeah
[r] damn itís hot
[j] like a muhífucker
[r] yo jigga
[j] whassup my nigga?
[r] pop that water
[j] foíschizzle!
[both laughing]
[r] yeah
[j] getícha mind right, címon
[jay-z]
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh uh-uh - gettin that money my nigga
(woo.. woo.. woo.. woo..)
You better call the muhífuckin cops
This is a crime, uh-uh, letís go
[r. kelly + (jay-z)]
Keys to the bentley, off to the club
Switchin lanes like what the..
Chick on the cell wanna get with a bruh
But yíall know I donít love no.. (never love her)
She, say, she, slick
Iím, like, baby, please
She, say sheís got a man
But whatís that got to do with me? (fíreal)
Some chicks like low-key
Wrists of, zero degrees
Iím, toxic off the belveí
Two strippers, in my hotel suite
Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
For you haters, keepin up trauma
Me and jigga thugged out on the come up (holla)
[chorus: r. kelly]
You got what I want; I got what you need
Letís put it together; get, this, mo-ney
You got what I want; I got what you need
Letís put it together; get, this, mo-ney
[r. kelly + (jay-z)]
Ace hit the club íbout five oíclock (woo!)
Hungry íbout to hit the ihop (letís go)
After that, menage-a-trois
And he out by seven oíclock (p-yoon)
Cause Iím a baller, thought I told ya
Blue rocks lightin up my shoulders (bling!)
See yíall niggaz know yíall need to grow up
Your album ainít out, cause Iím the hold up (ha)
Busters wanna hoop with me
Wanna run our ways, doin r&b
Iíll, creep creep, blink blink
Cross your ass over, take it from me
Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
Golddiggers, this you gets none of
Me and jigga thugged out on the come up (holla)
[chorus]
[jay-z + (r. kelly)]
Pull up on the block, cran-apple benz
White tank top, cran-apple trim
Egg-shaped watch, cran-apple gems
Dice hands íside both of them
Two rolls and I leave with a stack
Off to the club, gís in in the back
V.i.p. nigga beez like that
When you gettin that money my nigga (get.. this.. mo-ney)
I spit this for my riders
Twenty-inch rims and wide body drivers
We canít let nothin stop us (get.. this.. mo-ney)
Young h-o-v-a
And the boy r. kelí, you know how we play
For that fetti, mayne, weíll let the lead rang
You young boyz ainít ready
You donít know nann a nigga to near jigga
To near as well as me and the boy kelí
Yeah itís money, recognize the smell
And we up out this bitch, yell
[chorus]
[jay-z + (r. kelly)]
Gettin that money my nigga
Ha ha, ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
I gotta laugh at this shit (get.. this.. money)
Gettin this money my nigga
Yeah, ohh oh ohh oh
Oh itís too late to get scared niggaz (get.. this.. mo-ney)
Itís way too late now..
.. gettin this money my nigga (get.. this.. mo-ney)
[chorus + jay-z ad libs]
[j] gettin that money my nigga
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