Gotta Get Dough (ft. Teecee 4800)

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    She say she like ballers, she say she like dick
    She say she like girls, that don't even make sense
    She say she like the balls, say shit fucking
    She supposed to be mine, see that's why you can't trust em
    I'm tryina get some head, old bitch what it is
    If you ain't with that, then it is what it is
    I'm tattered on my ribs, yeah I'm tattered on my neck
    You be throwing off the liqour I be throwing up the set
    I'm bout my money, I'm bout my cheese

    Still eating niggas d's, big macs with no cheese
    All you rap niggas tryina sound like me
    I hear you niggas talking but it don't sound like beef
    I'm so mayo the real definition
    Yeah I hope you niggas ain't gotta pop the pussy
    That was 16, but I'm a keep going
    You ain't made enough yet bitch keep hooing
    You be deep throating why you actin innocent

    I ain't tryina be friend, I just want the benefits
    Why you worry bout, who hittin this?
    I'm a friend of your house hidden in the well
    You niggas getting chip, I'm playing chips
    You got your mind on me, I got minds on rich
    Give it up, give it up, slide like this
    Rolex and the chain might blind your bitch

    I woke up, this morning
    Like I'm a grind late night till the morning
    Though, being broke was boring
    So I grind late night till the morning
    The only thing that a nigga need to know
    I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
    The only thing that a nigga need to know
    I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough

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    Ah, better watch how you pussy niggas act
    The only time it's safe is when it's getting cracked
    Yeah I'm real flashy, ball like an athlete
    Burner to the dob, ah, make it nasty
    Don't test me, this ain't college
    A bitch get flipped on, I call her knowledge
    Make the bitch run, make the bitch come
    I'm in a 2 seater, having a three some

    Ah, hey, they say I like them brand new
    They say I wear hollywood, shit is prolly true
    Ah, tree tops to the schools
    Fucking with the border rules
    Never slipping never catch me in the house shoes
    Got the jays in my feet, got the jays in the streets
    Got the jays at the dough
    If I ever gave the bitch money she got it off the floor

    I woke up, this morning
    Like I'm a grind late night till the morning
    Though, being broke was boring
    So I grind late night till the morning
    The only thing that a nigga need to know
    I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
    The only thing that a nigga need to know
    I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough

    Yeah, I do that with my eyes closed
    I'm a thug, I still read the bible
    Praying for survival, they ask me why I got the strap
    Shit, I'm tryina stay alive bro
    Yeah, hit me on the text,
    Told her we together, fucking told her she my ex
    Pocket full of benjes, so nigga I've been g
    Stop stealin my swag nigga, I'm stan g

    Riding in a benz and you niggas don't offend me
    I don't give a fuck if you was a 110 deep
    We can talk about money cause I got that
    Popped the homie same night, we gonn pop back
    Ah, and I don't rob I stay fast
    When I get rich, I promise to stay blat
    The only thing I'm giving a stake back
    It's puttin my homies on, and giving a state crack

    I woke up, this morning
    Like I'm a grind late night till the morning
    Though, being broke was boring
    So I grind late night till the morning
    The only thing that a nigga need to know
    I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough
    The only thing that a nigga need to know
    I gotta get dough, I gotta get dough

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