T3 - Get Dis Money lyrics

[Hook x2] Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey What you say, get this money If they say what you gon do today Just say Hey, I wanna get paid 'ery day, 'ery day, 'ery day 'ery day, 'ery day, 'ery day [Verse 1: T3] We dedicate this to these people out here getting bank Where the oops you loose the money its reali-tay Never front on a clique that you can't evaluate See I got things out here I need to situate I got a fresh a** car on some gloss paint People walking down the street untill they feet stank I got accountants out here handling big thangs As I slip into the crib wit the sashay Have my room wit the shark wit the big tank Don't get mad cause I'm doing things you just can't, can't, can't [Hook] [Verse 2: Jay Dee] My man You need to get back like the rebate And bitties he need to step up like the home plate My man Now what you know about the Great Lakes We contemplate on gettin money like a sweepstakes Sipping dark grapes, party in the dark shade You see a n***a cold chilling like a Marl-ey Marl And bitties ride like a Harl-ey Money make, a Ric, a Ric-o Suav-e, hey Radio play the S like arcades Everyday the holiday so n***a stay paid Celebrate the holidays with the money Ain't about to wait so n***a stay away [Hook] [Verse 3: Baatin] Somebody said that radio would never ever play Some of that Detroit, Motor City for play Honestly earning my dough, keeping it real y'all Countin my cash, just showing you how the boss ball I never thought that we would make it up this far Grippin my cream color Cadillac, North Star Detroit Motor City finest is who we are This is for my ladies who get out, chill at the bar When I was a young boy chilling in my daddys nuts All I could hear was a rhyme and dope cuts Growin up thinking I was nothing, but a glut Another day, another buck, another s*ut All I wanna do is get paid Oak town dont stop, stop, stop [Hook]