O.c. - Yours (Get Yours ) lyrics

[Big L] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, Big L Uh, Corleone A.k.a. Tommy Gibbs (hah) Flamboyant Entertainment D.I.T.C., forever Word up I'm tired of these punk n***as O We gonna hit ‘em like this, check it out [Verse 1:Big L] Yo, while y'all standin' on the corner, bummy and high I'm out buyin' the finest things money can buy Cats frontin' like they holdin' but them crabs is broke Chippin' in for ten dollar bags o' smoke All on my back, because o' the fame and the wealth You male groupie, you oughta be ashamed o' yaself Plus I'm runnin' with thugs who bust slugs at the heat I be the MC who mad chicks be lovin' to meet And I'm not just a rapper, I got d** on the street I swear you never catch Corleone with Lugz on his feet If you think I'm not as nice as whoever, then put your money up Put your j**els up, whatever, put your honey up Put your raggedy house up, punk, or shut your mouth up Before I buck lead, make a lotta bloodshed Turn your tux red, far from broke, got enough bread Mad hoes, ask Beavis, I get nothin' but-head [Hook:O.C] Go all out, f** it, get yours! Stick and move wit' it, get yours! Get dough! You only live once, Sky's the limit I hope your ears are at attention y'all! (Alright, alright, okay okay) All out, f** it, get yours! Stick and move wit' it, get yours! Get dough! You only live once, Sky's the limit I hope your ears are at attention y'all! (Alright, alright, okay okay) [Verse 2:O.C.] True indeed L, I hear these n***as talkin' out their mouth slick Mad ‘cause they b**hes all on our dick Peepin' us out at the bar, checkin' out what kind of champagne we sip Jealous o' the ice on my wrist We pop Don and Cris', no less Hard pressed motherf**ers chippin' in for White Star Moet Chicken heads flock around us, thug n***as protect us At the end o' the night, all the hoes want to s** us While y'all stand stagnated with blue balls You face the song, "You'll Never Find" like Lou Rawls, sh** How the f** a n***a with two good hands and feet Be a bum and not survive in the streets? Get your weight up, right now, we ain't promised later Do what you gotta do to get them big headed papers Even if it mean you and your team pullin' a caper Instead of going out like Pushead & Black, straight up [Hook:O.C] It's time to go all out, f** it, get yours! Stick and move wit' it, get yours! Get dough! You only live once, Sky's the limit I hope your ears are at attention y'all! (Alright, alright, okay okay) All out, f** it, get yours! Stick and move wit' it, get yours! Get dough! You only live once, Sky's the limit I hope your ears are at attention y'all! (Alright, alright, okay okay) [:Big L] Check it, my sh**'s so hot, I give the mic a heat rash I keep cash, you couldn't pay me to rhyme if the beat trash I stay bulletproofed up, Benz Coup-ed up When it's cold, I rock the mink or I'm Triple Goose-d up [O.C.] No doubt we're souped up, arrogant as f** n***as can't touch what we holdin' when it comes to the buck I push the double R, ride through the city like a star Dough bulgin' out my pockets like my dick be hard [Big L] I gotta go see Poppi and snatch this brick up But first I'm a smack this b**h up ‘cause she scratched my six up I ain't the one to tax or stick up, cats get hit up Frontin' on me, y'all n***as got nothin' on me [O.C.] Yo, let's double the cream and stick Poppi and hold ‘em for ransom Keep the bricks, sell 'em all, triple the pie and some k** two birds with one stone, get full blown Tango and Cash, live n***as, Mush and Corleone [Hook:O.C] Go all out, f** it, get yours! Stick and move wit' it, get yours! Get dough! You only live once, Sky's the limit I hope your ears are at attention y'all! (Alright, alright, okay okay) All out, f** it, get yours! Stick and move wit' it, get yours! Get dough! You only live once, Sky's the limit I hope your ears are at attention y'all! (Alright, alright, okay okay)