get ya money! (cover)*

Lyrics from Snippet

Run up hella bands, every woman want something from me
I swear, I can't trust these bitches, everybody actin' funny
Go, go
Get your money, get your money
Get your money, go, go
Get your money, get your money
Get your money, go

I hit my manager and he said we blowin' up
That bitch in the passenger and she tryna show me up
I got my paper, oh-h-h-h, I got my paper, oh-h-h-h
I got my paper, oh, but this money not enough
I hit–