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(Hook x2) Uh damn, my niggas tryna get it Uh damn, my niggas tryna get it Uh damn, my niggas tryna get it They get it, they get it, they get it (Verse) My cup muddy like the Everglades My paper thicker than the yellow pages I been getting money for some ages And only broke people got time for hatin You come in, no codeine Well let me give you a demonstration I'm mixin up that drank like a DJ at the radio station Got that swisha packed like luggage on a vacation Smoking leafs, ain't no wakin, I have circle breakfast, no bacon I ain't tryna stunt but I get money into nations Some much medicin from my doctor I swear I'm his favorite pacient You'd be tryna meet me you gon need a recommendation My family stick together, secret life of free masons Cookin on the buttons, on my G8s I'm struttin My bitch told me if I ain't on swingers she ain't fuckin I got cruisers by the dozens so I'm slow motion no rushin If you ain't walkin bout money then you ain't talkin bout nothing Songtexte (Hook x2) Uh damn, my niggas tryna get it Uh damn, my niggas tryna get it Uh damn, my niggas tryna get it They get it, they get it, they get it (Verse) If you lookin for that drank man I got it If you lookin for that kush man I got it If you tryna find a mileage girl I got it And it's free if you and your friends riding We spike them bottles, have a whole section poppin Going with I2, I got it They shay thugger when you playin non-stop and I tell em we're selling dime my only option I'm addicted to foreign cars and shoppin Grindin all night and day, no slouching I might disappear out of town often Got a spot in valleys loft out in Austin You better watch where you walkin, who you crossin Cuz I can pay will make you come up missin costin I'm through talkin, I see you hoes stalkin Welcome to Texas, me and Paul Wall just flossin (Hook x2) Uh damn, my niggas tryna get it Uh damn, my niggas tryna get it Uh damn, my niggas tryna get it They get it, they get it, they get it Aus Songtexte Mania