Lil Wyte Gettin' Money Boy Lyrics

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You see me on them 24s f___in tatted up
These suckas hate my guts cause i whip that batter up
Im gettin money boy
Im gettin money boy
Im gettin money boy
Im gettin money boy
I keep a K or a sawed off in my hand
I keep my stacks wrapped up in them rubber bands
Im gettin money boy
Im gettin money boy
Im gettin money boy
Im gettin money boy

Verse 1

They hate my guts hate your guts why?
I be gettin it big
Gotta do it fantastic with fabulous lavoushness
Livin all around me
Eyes are kinda cloudy
600 dollas an O Z
The best trees in cali
Money in my pocket b____
Wrapped in rubber bands n s___
Call me if ya got a problem get me we can plan some s___
Grab the black mask n s___
Blacked up 4 bags n s___
c___ the 4 5 up towards the sky and lets go mash a trick
Or we can do it old fassion and classic and rent out a club
Bring Wyte and the six for the m____fucka and let us tear it up
Either way we gon get the cheese by doin what we know
Four five to yo eye or a crowded rowdy show

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Verse 2

I get money like bill collecters
I shine like wheel reflectors
You can talk all the trash you want ive been sprayed with hater protector
I been bakin in there for breakfast with steak as the appetizer
And Three Six Mafia just happens to be my financial advisor
I whip black and lay back pop Os and Rolls Royces
I done been up in a movie b____ sequel to choices
I get calls from other movie producers wanna use my music
And you better believe if i let em i get paid for doin it
I be tokin on some killa kill
True and real togethers trill
Considerin im the token whitey will i kill it? yes i will
Lil Wytes the name ya b____
Put that in yo manuscript
Makin cheese and clockin grip
Im talkin thats as real as it gets

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