Get Rich to This (Explicit) - Goodie Mob/Big Boi/Backbone
Written by:Antwan Patt
We peel out sideways
We do a hundred on the highways
Thank god for Friday's
Hey hey hey hey
We peel out sideways
We do a hundred on the highways
Thank god for Friday's
Say say say say
It'll be all slippery slick wid it
Automatically I'm the sh*t wid it
I'm psyched out sic wid it
Like e40 and the click wid it
He sucker mc better know about it
I make your girlfriend hoe about it
I make a muh'f**ka know about it
Somebody better tell him
Cock it back hit a lick wid it
Keep it working drop a brick wid it
Off the block serve a nig wid it
Whip a brand new whip wid it
Apartment flow you ain't know
Look here lil girl it come equipped wid it
She freaky deaky lick her lips wid it
She thick thick wid it
Jump stump twist wid it
Make em make em make em scrap wid it
Tear da club up champagne campaign wid it
Party people do your thang wid it
I get to it why'all
I get the funds then I split wid it
A natural born money maker nitty grit wid it
Ha I get rich why'all
Ha boy I done bought d's wid dis
We do a hundred on the highways
Thank god for Friday's
Hey hey hey hey
We peel out sideways
We do a hundred on the highways
Thank god for Friday's
Say say say say
Big bout it benz car keys wid dis
Condos in the cancun summer breeze wid dis
And you know doin good fo' sho'
I'm gettin' rich too hollerin' out Calhoun know
Ni**a nickeled and dimed and did dirt for dis
Do a show and sweat up my good shirt for dis
Snap back to toast I'll haveta hurt for dis
So when I get me a lil bit I'ma wear my sh*t
And if I lose it I ain't gon cry about it
I ain't no dummy god damnit I ain't about to die about it
But f**k wid me though I'll let a few fly about it
Don't test me boy because I about it
So I'm the major money maker motherf**k these niggaz
Keep yo' eyes on amounts accounts and some bankers
Get high get fly till you get it getting by
Don't switch get krunk get drunk get rich
From the bottom to the top now it's hot keepin' it heated
People about to see they chasin' after cash in the a**
Suckers crash on the blast from the past
Goodie Mo B backbone and outkast whatchu think this was black
Take your sorry a** watch me blow turning my lyrics in the flow
This is how it go and it go perfect picture paintin'
Million dollar hold in the cascade in the shade
Well I'se gon' get paid to dis and find a wife to dis
I'm bout to cut like a knife to dis
And find dat and find dat top top we get rich to dis yeah
We peel out sideways
We do a hundred on the highways
Thank god for Friday's
Say say say say
The goodie they call me they wanted a player to bust to this
I'm takin' this thang slow slow motion just can't rush with this
We all in the family what have we
I think we done found a freak hoe
People all in my wallet hopin' to frolic we gon' see hoe
Just hold up you know my pockets swoll up
I'ma let you suck my dick to meet your quota
And you're fine kinda shorter
But I made this money before you got a Toyota and explorer
And when I'm off in the mall getting fresh I'm gon' ignore ya
Look at the earrings the gold chains the diamonds around my neckpiece
The leather suede snake Elizabeth all up on my left be
Hoe look at all these emeralds and these rubies and my gold teeth
Calhoung a ni**a spiritual trying to build but you don't know me
See there's more than meets the ear so
We can ball that's if we chose to
Move back I'm dropping the top and yes it's mine and gul it's new too
Sign yo' grill wid dis
Canary yellow bowlin ball silk drawers wid dis
Crushed velvet diamond cut why'all get wreck wid dis
Tonight gipp get woozy
Might step outside and might catch me a floozie
Some loozy double stitched hoochie
Why'all chase records while we chase coochie
The realest down south hot two in your face like kabuki
Get krunk don't be no lame brain top bankhead
Props I'm praying wid dis
Boys on the Ave flood shots to dis
Girls in the club flirt out to dis
State your name baby and get rich to dis