R. kelly - Get this money Lyrics R. kelly - Get this money Lyrics R. kelly - Get this money Lyrics

[J] Yeah yeah
[R] Damn it s hot
[J] Like a muh fucker
[R] Yo Jigga
[J] Whassup my nigga?
[R] Pop that water
[J] Fo schizzle!
[both laughing]
[R] Yeah
[J] Get cha mind right, c mon

[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 muh fuckin cops
This is a crime, uh uh, let s 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 y all know I don t love no.. never love her
She, say, she, slick
I m, like, baby, please
She, say she s got a man
but what s that got to do with me? f real
Some chicks like low key
Wrists of, zero degrees
I m, toxic off the Belve
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
Let s put it together; get, this, mo ney
You got what I want; I got what you need
Let s put it together; get, this, mo ney

[R. Kelly + Jay Z]
Ace hit the club bout five o clock woo!
Hungry bout to hit the IHOP let s go
After that, menage a trois
And he out by seven o clock p YOON
Cause I m a baller, thought I told ya
Blue rocks lightin up my shoulders bling!
See y all niggaz know y all need to grow up
Your album ain t out, cause I m the hold up ha
Busters wanna hoop with me
Wanna run our ways, doin R&B
I ll, 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 side both of them
Two rolls and I leave with a stack
Off to the club, G s 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 can t let nothin stop us get.. this.. mo ney
Young H O V A
And the boy R. Kel , you know how we play
For that fetti, mayne, we ll let the lead rang
You young boyz ain t ready
You don t know NANN a nigga to NEAR Jigga
to NEAR as well as me and the boy Kel
Yeah it s 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 it s too late to get scared niggaz get.. this.. mo ney
It s 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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