Dani Kartel - Get My Money lyrics

[Intro] (Piiimp!) Yeah I'mma step up to this mic like Marvin Gaye, y'knahmsayin? Back up off me like them O'Jays, y'knahmsayin? Spin on it like the Bar Kays, y'knahmsayin? b**h ain't nuttin funny, b**h I ain't Bugs Bunny Get my money b**h, I mean ho yeah you up under pimp arrest b**h Y'knahmean? Yeah ho you upstate, you out of pocket b**h But y'knahmean? b**h you gotta get my money b**h You understand it's Pimpin' Ken for the money b**h We can put it on the dotted line, Houstin time b**h y'knahmean? Yeah b**h you understand Let it be Pimpin' Ken for the record and the money y'knahmean? Yeah b**h I'm out here with Pimp C b**h Get this motherf**in money ho Makin hoes plant their feet on the conrete, ya dig what I'm sayin? Yeah red hoes who sold out on ho strolls Doin it every day the American way y'knahmean? Real motherf**in pimpin y'knahmean? Smoked out with this sh** y'knahmean? Yeah b**h it ain't gon' never quit ho (Piiimp!) Yeah b**h throw it up in the air ho! [Pimp C] Sweet Jones, what'chu know about it b**h Get out there and go get my sh** I ain't got time to save you ho I ain't got time to play with you ho You talkin 'bout you wanna be down with me You need to get some money wanna be with Pimp C Uhh, cause I'm real to the core And give a damn 'bout a b**h and I pimp on a who*e You can tell yo' momma, about the drama You was f**in for free, befo' you met me Get your mind on your money, get some big faces Before you come around here catchin cases Pimpin, panderin, b**h I'm handlin Paper and cheese, comin down with ease In a 2001 Benz with the screens Sippin a big cup of lean, uhh You gotta get my money b**h Uhh - get it! Uhh b**h get it now! Make the trick say it feels good, uhh! You gotta get my money b**h Uhh - gotta get it, get it, b**h! b**h get it now! Make the trick say it feels good, uhh! Get my money ho, I ain't playin b**h you heard what the f** I'm sayin I'll bust you in your eye ho If you don't get out for the dough You talkin that sh**, you a lazy punk You need to get out there and pop the trunk And make the motherf**er see all the co*k And get that money, shake what you got Sell that p**y ho, s** that dick Break that trick ho, hit that lick Get yo' mind up on my grill Punk-a** b**hes, always trill You a yellow ho, and you a dyke The type of b**h, that I don't like You think you come and gon' wreck my stable I keep a f**in b**h on a line or cable You better get my money b**h Make the trick say it feels good b**h! b**h get it now! Make the trick say it feels good, uhh! You gotta get my money b**h Get it, get it, uhh b**h get it now! Make the trick say it feels good, uhh!