Ma$e - If You Want It You Can Get It lyrics

STYLES PANIRO What sense does it make to talk and not listen Shine eye glisten, BMZ 3 automatic ignition Ice on wrist and An Armani safari suit, when I'm fishin' GoodFella tradition, ring the My thing is the six double o, deep dishin' You never seen a thug with a sallary Trying to get fat like callories, open art galleries No love lost and, how you think it feels gettin' dumped in the coffin You'd rather be flossin' Remember one rule, get the money that's important Share with your people, if you don't, take caution L.O.X. keeps it real so we share every fortune All about dinero so make another zero Runnin' from the cops in the iced out Carrero Don Styles, good fella Paniro Chorus: If you want it, we can do it Take your time, do it right, we can do it baaaby (We them n***as that you n***as be talkin about) Get that money right! 2X JADAKISS When it comes to this money n***as, you can bet I'm all in it The rocks on my neck be briguette almond Always on the job so I never call in While y'all playa hate I'ma keep ballin' There's too much cream to be countin' In the gla** house with the Greek fountain, on the mountain Don't get it twisted, 914 is where I'm listed The cat with the Corleone Christmas Iced out wrists' Poppin' the cork, on the Crists' toastin' champagne with my misses Did you imagine me, in the new E- Cla** Benz with the laser cut key Then we leave the gats with the lady down the hall 'cause only real n***as stash they money in the wall We here now, so if you love it prepare now Twenty deep up in the club havin' you stared down Chorus MA$E When you a GoodFella, you get cheddar for your work Rock Versace leather shirts, when you dead a girl it hurts I flowed around the world with a mean golden girl Throat full of pearls drinkin' Mo' until she hurls I need a hundred mo' 'cause I got a ton of hoes That lay up in bungalos with s**y under clothes This your last waring, remember you've been told Nothin' less than the S Benz when we roll I rock the latest gators, with the tennis sole All expensive clothes, suits from Kenneth Cole Now I'm that GoodFella everybody wanna meet Every girl I meet spends two weeks in boutiques We can do whatever my whole team got cheddar Fromt the bar to the telly Jaguar with the celly Suits from Perry Ellis, got n***as jealous What they tryin' to tell us, we the GoodFellas Chorus SHEEK LUCHION Can't nothin' come between me from gettin' my cheddar Don't talk me to d**h, you just a side better So you ain't gonna talk to me, the way you do 'cause for that paper, we ain't gonna play with you I know the broke feeling, tryin' to make a million While Popo watchin' me, my click'll make a k**ing 'Cause you that type of n***a that don't wanna see me rich You scared I'm gonna get money and be goin' up in yo b**h And even when we at the Mirage, I'm on my job Come out the garage dipped out in camoflage Ready to work, for that cheddar you'll get hurt Layin' face down with your head in the dirt And for that pasta, who gonna stop us I'm Sheek Luch the mobster, and not even the coppers can knock us It's all real, you think not I'm just another link in the L.O.X. before you blink you'll get dropped Chorus