Get Yo' Money Right - Ras Kass, Too Short, Ice T

Get your money right

Dog in the motherfucking house

Way back when I made freaking chills

In 1988 I was freaking girls

Fucked alot of groupies in 89

When I started getting famous if I think she fine

I’ma hit it, I’m back on the road with mine

Another show, pussy is short to follow

But don’t bother, 'cause I don’t fuck groupies these days

See me with a bitch best believe she’s paid

And love is not what’s is not gon be

Ain’t talk about money so don’t talk to me

And can’t choose a fee, and usually

I blew the trees while she bruised the knees

Let me tell you what happened a few nights ago

Met a bad little bitch tried to wife a hoe

I always had to had 2 wifes or more

But I ain’t never seen nothing that fine before

(Hook)

You want it, I’m on it

You seen my body talking

Excited, you like it

The vacuum keeps on rising

Get your money right

Get your money right

I’ma treat you right baby

Get your money right

Get your money right

Get your money right baby

I’m so cold watch while I drop flow

Shawty for rella

Got me beating my chest going gorilla

Belong in the cinema she a thrilla

More body than a cereal killa

Plus she belong in Pittsburg she a skilla

Black and yellow, gram and hella, gwap for my team

White bitch pay out white slut machine

I’m not a pimp baby I’m just pandering

It’s the ABM with no camera man

Born act to follow, and more to swallow

So I keep her off that OJ brand about the bottle

Her freak game up she ride out of Sao Paulo

Pipe cleaner for real, she leave you hollow

That’s the sound of another life bitch being born yes sir

Long heels off, whole heels on

Earn them tricks till I get the Neil Young

(Hook)

You want it, I’m on it

You seen my body talking

Excited, you like it

The vacuum keeps on rising

Get your money right

Get your money right

I’ma treat you right baby

Get your money right

Get your money right

Get your money right baby

I’m so cold watch while I drop flow

I taught this bitch how to pop it yesterday

Staring hard at my rims and my candy paint

I said shut the fuck up bitch respect the game

Iceberg bitch, respect the name

I said the only one position you got is your back

The only chance you got in your life is the track

I’ma tell you something that’s a god damn fact

I’m a motherfucking pimp and your man’s a simp

The bitch look to me like a slave set free

I said hold up hoe I need my juice and fee

I need my trap bitch, fat bitch, that’s no joke

I don’t give a fuck you gotta fuck them both

The bitch left that day came back that night

A hundred grand cash, king of snow white

Look dead a nigga like it was big hoe

I set back to the track this is pimping hoe

(Hook)

You want it, I’m on it

You seen my body talking

Excited, you like it

The vacuum keeps on rising

Get your money right

Get your money right

I’ma treat you right baby

Get your money right

Get your money right

Get your money right baby

I’m so cold watch while I drop flow

But you got to have the dough

Come on above and be a pro

Like never before