Kardinall Offishall Gotta Get It (featuring Saukrates) Lyrics

Gotta Get It (featuring Saukrates) Lyrics

INTRO [Kardinal Offishall]



It's a Kardi Kardi party, what!



What, yeah



Yo this be the Kardi Kardi party, what!



[Saukrates]



Anybody coming through here, gotta expect



The hottest, hottest, hottest hottest



The hottest hottest shit for real



[Kardinal Offishall] {Saukrates



Yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas



Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas



Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas



Niggas know



[Saukrates]



I ain't spittin', I hock a luggy



This ain't no motherfu---- verse, I write movies



Picture this, how a nigga get sicker than itchy syphilis



Burn radio waves 'til I hit your bitch Christmas list



Ha, I drop rocks like a fifty cent piece from Terror's twenty



Aimed at your Bentley son



Number one when my shard be blast



Mix with hash, made your heart beat fast



[Kardinal Offishall]



Back at your ass in full flash



Come to mash every last class of (emcee)



Pass the baton when I get on



And go on until I got it on



Spark it up and inhale this (emcee)



Masterly, masterfully I be the (emcee)



So many can't rock the mic, so they hold the glock tight



And I give thanks I wasn't born a sucker



Pucker for this hard fist lyricist



'Nuff butter like BBJ's grocery list



[Saukrates]



Yo, hoes be this hoes be that



Bet if I flash this watch my nigga, that hoe be back



And I ain't even rocking a Rolly or fronting with cash



I'm at the bar with George Costanza arguing for tax



The first to let you know, get some flood insurance



It ain't a rare occurrence when I overflow



You'll be backstrokin' from Alaska to Oakland



When me and my Circle be in a yacht... (floating) *echo*



CHORUS [YLook] {Saukrates (Kardinal)



You know this money man



Got us acting funny man



We sick of living crummy man



We got to get this money man



(New houses), {got, got to get it



(Real figures by the thousands), {got, got to get it



(Big stacks for the family), {got, got to get it



(Big tunes playing annually), {got, got to get it



[Kardinal Offishall] {Saukrates



Yo, easy rude bwoy, give me a little second to breeze through



We make the track jump, so it's hard to roll trees to



No matter give me no daps nigga, I ain't trying to please you



Want to flow with me, can't afford the fees duke



Claiming street raps when Jeff Healey could see through



Your wonder bra rah rah, {garbage like bad pot



Go ahead like punk trick and watch where you land



I'm a shady black slim, you a nigga I can't stand



Move! kid, this some celebrity next shit



Step up and watch the next celebrity hanging by they necklace



Peasants!Think about what you getting into



We hardcore, bump those little fist fights we've been through



We done did it, never mind can or can do



We trying to make it easier for our fam to Land Cruise



You sell the same weed at the same spot



We graduated to the high grade lyrics pon cock



[Saukrates] {Kardinal



I've been autobahn rhyme ever since primetime



Saw George and Wheezy sipping on fine wine



The ghetto scream {rewind like daylight savings time



Bring it back, firing legal hollows out the Ac'



{Who's that?MC's of leisure, Sauk and Kardinal



We bring the ebony stone, now watch me carve it out



Bump my shit in tenement housing



It's a vocal revolution for 2000... "1!"



CHORUS



[KO] Ayo, you better come strapped when we attack



[S]'Cause only strapped cats have a shot at the rap



[KO] Bullet holes in the map leave a trail to where we at



But stop short of we



[S]We got them sucking the bowl like they speaking Portuguese



So bitch freeze, your motivation evident



Rhymes milky, chocolate has heaven sent



[KO] Ayo, I'm older now, arguing with back clerks



And presidents and crack heads smoking too close to the residence



What!



[Kardinal Offishall] {Saukrates



Yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas



Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas



Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas



Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas



[YLook]



You know this money man



Got us acting funny man



We sick of living crummy man



We got to get this money man



[Kardinal Offishall]



Yo, big Sox, Kardinal Offishall



Circle IV, big YLook, cousin Spoke



Let the motherfu---- beat ride



Don't sleep niggas