Goodie Mob - Get Rich To This/Parking Lot (Break) lyrics

We peel out sideways (get rich to this) We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this) Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this) Hey, hey, hey, hey (get rich to this) We peel out sideways (get rich to this) We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this) Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this) Say, say, say, say (get rich to this) It'll be all slippery, slick with it Automatically 'cause I'm the sh** with it I'm psyched out, sick with it Like E-40 and The Click with it Each s**er MC better know about it I make your girlfriend hoe about it I make a muh'f**a know about it Somebody better tell him co*k it back, hit a lick with it Keep it workin', drop a brick with it Off the block, serve a nig with it Whip a brand new whip wid it Apartment flow, you ain't know? Look here li'l girl it come equipped with it She freaky deaky lick her lips with it She thick thick with it Jump, stump, twist with it Make 'em make 'em make 'em scrap with it Tear da club up, champagne campaign with it Party people do your thang with it I get to it y'all I get the funds then I split with it A natural born money maker nitty-grit with it Ha? I get rich y'all We peel out sideways (get rich to this) We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this) Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this) Say, say, say, say (get rich to this) Ha, boy I done bought D's with this Big bout it, Benz car keys with this Condos in the Cancun summer breeze with this And you know, doin good fo' sho' I'm gettin rich too hollerin out Calhoun know n***a, nickeled and dimed and did dirt for this Do a show and sweat up my good shirt for this Snap back to toast I'll have to hurt for this So when I get me a li'l bit I'mma wear my sh** And if I lose it, I ain't gon' cry about it I ain't no dummy, goddamnit I ain't about to die about it But f** 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** these n***as Keep yo' eyes on amounts, accounts and some bankers Get high, get fly, til you get it, gettin 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** s**ers 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, turnin 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 this, and find a wife to this I'm bout to cut, like a knife to this And find that and find that, top top We get rich to this, yeah We peel out sideways (get rich to this) We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this) Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this) Say, say, say, say (get rich to this) 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' seek hoe Just hold up; you know my pockets swoll up I'mma let you s** 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 gettin 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 B Hoe look at all these emeralds and these rubies and my gold teeth Thinkin' a n***a spiritual tryin' 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 droppin' the top And yes it's mine and gul it's new too Sign yo' grill with this Canary yellow bowlin' ball silk drawers with this Crushed velvet diamond cut, y'all get wreck with this Tonight, Gipp get woozy Might step outside and might catch me a floozie Some loozy double-stitched hoochie Y'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 prayin with this Boys on the ave, flood shots to this Girls in the club flirt out to this State your name baby and get rich to this We peel out sideways (get rich to this) We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this) Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this) Say, say, say, say (get rich to this) We peel out sideways (get rich to this) We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this) Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this) Say, say, say, say (get rich to this) We peel out sideways (get rich to this) We do a hundred on the highways (get rich to this) Thank God for Fridays (get rich to this) Say, say, say, say (get rich to this)