Lox Get This Money Lyrics

Get This Money Lyrics

featuring Puff Daddy  

  

 (Puff talking)  

 Why they always talking about money?  

 Cause we like money bitch  

 Yeah, yeah, yeah  

 L-O-X and we won't stop  

 Bad Boy, I'm a show you how we get this money  

  

 (Stylez)  

 You can't take this  

 Players hate this  

 Rainbow glow  

 European bracelet  

 Made his mouth drop, now he need a face lift  

 Mommies run up on me and ask me to taste it  

 Hand on my crotch  

 Got to be the sales or the band on my watch  

 Damn I'm so hot!  

 They call me arrogent  

 While you slide with seven mommies in a Caravan  

 You start traveling  

 I'll make you a believer  

 Hotter in the club getting brain from a diva  

 Leave with a beezer  

 Black Cadillac riding with an old geezer  

 With ten different hustles so every foe sees us  

 No reason  

 We just peas in a pod  

 trying to get the paper  

 We the g's in the lot  

 Long as the water boil we bound to keep it hot  

 It's gon' be turmoil if you thinking that it's not  

  

 Chorus x2  

 (Puff)  

 I'm a show you how you get this money (Make it hot)  

 I'm a show you how you get this money (Don't stop)  

 I'm a show you how you get this money (I fucks wit you)  

 I'm a show you how you get this money (Get money)  

  

 (Jadakiss)  

 Three fly cats that get money with go gimmicks  

 Y'all just so timid  

 My soldiers be no limit  

 What you know about renting a yacht with twenty jet-skis  

 And riding out till the Coast Guard come and get me  

 Beat that!  

 Me, Stylez, and Sheek be like 4, 5, 6 so no matter what you roll you  

 can't beat that  

 Who you know could take an old record and flip like Puff?  

 From small clubs to arenas  

 Who flip like us?  

 Everytime they pull up  

 Whips be plush  

 Chicks be tough  

 Bad Boy, Hits R Us  

 Back it's me, West Indies  

 Slimmy  

 Me and Kimmy  

 And I taught her how to say, "May I have a steady gimme"  

 I ain't bustin cause we picked up them joints you tossed  

 Y'all was hot until The Lox came and cooled y'all off  

 It's the Kiss  

 Are you hearing me?  

 I think I'm blessed lyrically  

 Mad rappers with three LP's sill fearing me  

  

 Chorus x2  

  

 (Sheek)  

 You see, we bounce on tracks like bas-ketball  

 And bust down songs till our throat need Halls  

 L-O-X-pedition  

 I spend all day fishing  

 And won't catch one  

 Just me and mommy out in the sun  

 Just sailing, chain so icy if I threw it up  

 You think it was hailing  

 Don't even ask me what the price be  

 To go to a show, no clubs just arenas  

 Headliner Stevie Wonder, no small cat between us  

 After parties be goin like Venus  

 My chick gots be the meanest  

 Before I come  

 That night  

 If she ain't she ain't partying right  

 That's how we like to play in Bad Boys with all the fly shit  

 And that's how we do the chips kid  

 Multiplying  

 Beef, don't apply it  

 Please don't try it cause we ain't with that  

 But if so you gon' need a plastic bag where your shit at  

 Lox and we got that cash you want to get at  

  

 Chorus x3