THE CLIPSE

THE CLIPSE - We Get Money lyrics

rate me

(feat. Pharrell)

[Bridge - Pharrell]

Take money, money, ha

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money

[Pharrell talking]

This where the party at y'all

The whole world, y'all ready, come on

[Verse 1 - Malice]

Remember me, I called you brainless

I made you famous, first line crimes I commit heinous

Listen up, while my whole team glisten up

We flossin' up, so the on-lookers feel the rush

Call out Terror, arrogant like such

Keep two hot ones, never too late to bust

Fifty bricked up, lapping sipped up

Shake on each y'all baby I'm tricked up

Feeling me no so, y'all niggas, oh so

Got three bikes, there's money, sex, and Polo

Either you a no show, or lit up loco

Can't never miss type shit

No more comin' a y'all masked out, open face I blast out

In that NSX targa top sun roof then mash out

That's how we lash out, 100 g whips to crash out

Target get hit, money get split up, then dash out

[Chorus - Pharrell]

We get money, whether rain, or sunny, why y'all looking funny

Baby we get money, we could get money

We on E, cause everyday is a fee, baby don't you worry bout me

Cause I'ma get cash, and push the S Class

[Verse 2 - Pharrell]

Yo, you cats mind flying colors, me and my crime brothers

Blind lovers, full of love and shine mothers

Piss me off like duck tape, and bind mothers

Time cutters, paint off a Rarri's, wine colors

We speed out, since I'm the leader only I lead out

No worry navigational, L-C-D, read out

Y'all broke fellas, they cold fellas, really weed out

I associate wit short Miami, Cubans keyed out

And only friends wit low pills, that coke kill

That drive that rimmed out Ac' Coupe, wit Brooke Shields

Pray to God she don't find out, menage gon' sell

And if it ain't 100 grand dog forget it no deal

Check it out, yo fellas I'm nice, listen to my verse

Hold your breathe long enough, you might see Christ

Y'all critics killing me, y'all must have got my point

All on my dick, and all I drop was on hot joint, what

[Chorus - Pharrell]

We get money, whether rain, or sunny, why y'all looking funny

Baby we get money, we could get money

We on E, cause everyday is a fee, baby don't you worry bout me

Cause I'ma get cash, and push the S Class

[Bridge - Pharrell]

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money

[Verse 3 - Pusha T]

Now blessed with the finer things, in my years designer names

Parking my ride sideways in fire lanes

See it's kinda strange from have-not, to now have

If I flip and I wreck my whip and now laugh

Went from restless, to guess list

Diamonds and necklace, 500 S's, 100 miles and reckless

Except this, we wanna burn you out

Team feed up, or speed up, you know my style

Like shots, through, the room, clap, clap

Yo my crew, move, the room, it's like that

And if you feel, you wanna resume, than write back

But yo, I hope y'all know we strike back

Now you exhale, I'm Nextel, two less shells

And get to let the market at, cassettes sell

I used to be in a storm, now I'm sipping Gennycong

Flips be, owning the streets, yo through an intercom

[Chorus - Pharrell]

We get money, whether rain, or sunny, why y'all looking funny

Baby we get money, we could get money

We on E, cause everyday is a fee, baby don't you worry bout me

Cause I'ma get cash, and push the S Class

[Bridge - Pharrell]

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money, what

Make money, money, take, money, money

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