Kasino - Gotta Get Mine lyrics

Intro: Whose world is this? Verse One: Kasino Mine call me Kasino Lay up in the Coconut Lounge in Montego Keep it on the hush cuz we busting something lethal Multi coastal, villas in Puerto Rico You can call me Papa, mama show me love Perrier, stay up in the whirlpool tub We can parlay all day in the sun Or bounce in the 720 thou. in the club Straight to LA five months for the winner Play the House of Blues or the Beverly Center Everywhere we enter, we on the guest list Garbona suited down, up in Essence Who said we don't stack the presidents 0-7 triple 6 peep my residence Benzo push don't have the Lexus Show me V-12 600 S's Unless it's money up on the table I'm trying to see me via satellite cable Worldwide, multi-plat. 'til I die Putting your life on the line, well here's mine Chorus: Keep on doing what you're doing I gotta get mine, you gotta yours, so brother let's get paid (2X) Verse Two: Dinero Stand swift represent the most vandalous teams Spread love across the planet like Dr. Kings dreams International, America, flip pone cellular Do it once a week kid, we do it on the regular Who represents it from NY to the C Crushing all p**y clots, they won test me They want some of me, I'll leave bullets in 'em swift My mob is taking over while you ain't taking sh** Verse Three: Jadakiss It ain't no time for sleeping, cuz this money comes uno And you know We gonna get it As long as they print it Me and my fam, likes to rock Persian lambs Sip Persuette and freak honies in the sedan Can't get rich off say so, it's all about the peso Catchy melodies whenever Jay flows Sure, gimme more, Jockodajour Universal money ripping tour after tour All the bu*ter Nats be eating the fresh fruit Laced in $1,200 sweat suits Sipping Don out the bottle, laying up with the super model You know the time like Movado Clocks be, my socks be seasoned Picatti In the Benz with the chromed out biagotti Hear me, we trying to bring the L.O.X. to the Grammy's Gown men shouldn't have to sling rock candy Chorus Verse Three: Mo' Money Now, many estates in the estates we built But in the Swiss Alps, we own the gla** house on stilts Five car garages, steam room ma**ages Being watched by the Feds, getting cash regardless Legal fronts can't be touched by the government The only money spent, was laundered by bank presidents Leaving no traces, the lawyers covered all bases Illegal searches bought dismissals on our whole cases Now we facing, conspiracy and homicide Who woulda thought the day before trial the snitch would cry Ghetto protection Money breeds deception No pay dough, a no show d**h row's a no go So when we blow by now, we watch out for the sniper Dissing you snake b**hes, never sipping venom with vipers While we sit Illegally rich Underworld kingpins From American dreams Chorus