Tha Come Up {f Sunshine Anderson} Lyrics

Tha Come Up {f Sunshine Anderson} lyrics

Tha Come Up {f. Sunshine Anderson}

 Petey Pablo

 

 [Petey Pablo]

 Getcha money, it's tha come up

 Nada nada, get the whole thing

 Do it big.. yeaaaaaaaaaaaa

 

 [Petey Pablo]

 Time is tickin', with a hole in the hourglass

 Startin' guns, been five

 And I ain't tryin to come in last

 Ain't no need for me to be upset

 And ain't no need for you to be mad

 If a man got his own pad

 And whether he want forty-karat

 He gonna have to do that there, prove yourself

 The greed words, you had that there

 What a dream, he would always had

 And it ain't right, but that's the way it is

 In this life, you don't get to deal

 You can climb to the roulette wheel

 I want something I can leave my kids

 The memories of what they wish their daddy had did

 If I could leave them all a couple of mill

 And show em how this cruel world can really get the best of a nigga

 I'd show em life through the eyes of a demon

 The only thing that matters is the root of all evil

 

 [Chorus-Sunshine Anderson (Petey Pablo)]

 Getcha money made (getcha meoney), it's tha come up (it's tha come up)

 Not a little bit (nada nada), get the whole thing (get the whole thing)

 Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa)

 We just wanted it, tha come up

 [This time through added libs by Sunshine Anderson]

 Getcha money made (getcha meoney), it's tha come up (it's tha come up)

 Not a little bit (nada nada), get the whole thing (get the whole thing)

 Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa)

 We just wanted it, tha come up

 

 [Petey Pablo]

 I aint got time to be bothered with ya'll

 I got a hundred problems and there's only one way I'm gonna solve em

 I'm gonna have to get my grind on

 Hustlin' and using my muscle tryin to bring the prize home

 I ain't the only nigga with issues and I know that

 But I ain't concerned with nobody's issues by mine Jack

 I invented jail, invited(??) em back

 Hell, I'm still in that

 The only thing left now is six feet of cold black

 Flower bringin' and church singin'

 In a grave stiffed up and stankin'

 And you can tell that I've been thinkin' can't cha(can't cha)

 Now maybe you can understand my anger

 And while I'm still out there candy slangin'

 And while I'm out there, chasin' them banks

 And why I gotta smoke a pound of dank

 You never know when your day gonna be your last day

 Better get this money when it should've been made (maaade)

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Petey Pablo]

 I'm sorry it had to come to this (to this)

 I know I'm really disrespecting your family members

 That really love to care

 It ain't ya'll, cause ya'll know me better than this

 I guess it's just the way that I'm is

 And maybe I'm a deadbeat kid

 Maybe I really don't deserve to live

 Maybe they should have gave me life in prison

 Only takin' what they give me

 Cause out here, I'm stuck in menace

 Cause out here, I'm a threat to niggas

 I'm like smokin' and pumpin' gas

 Light the fire loose to the filter (whew)

 You don't feel the vibe we givin'

 Cause if you'd did, you'd done been the hell up

 You'd done been stickin' ahead of your business

 You'd of been, shittin' embarrassed to hit me

 You'd of been, sent them boys to get me

 Nah ah ah

 And I don't repent cause I ain't that nigga

 And anything I done, I meant it (you meant it, you meant it)

 

 [Chorus] 2X

 

 [Sunshine Anderson]

 Getch yo money made

 Getch yo money made

 

  

 

 

 

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