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Petey Pablo F/ Sunshine Anderson Miscellaneous Tha Come Up [Petey Pablo] Getcha money, it's tha come up Nada nada, get the whole thing Do it big.. yeaaaaaaaaaaaa [Petey Pablo] Time is tickin', with a hole in the hourglass Startin' guns, been five And I ain't tryin to come in last Ain't no need for me to be upset And ain't no need for you to be mad If a man got his own pad And whether he want forty-karat He gonna have to do that there, prove yourself The greed words, you had that there What a dream, he would always had And it ain't right, but that's the way it is In this life, you don't get to deal You can climb to the roulette wheel I want something I can leave my kids The memories of what they wish their daddy had did If I could leave them all a couple of mill And show em how this cruel world can really get the best of a nigga I'd show em life through the eyes of a demon The only thing that matters is the root of all evil [Chorus-Sunshine Anderson (Petey Pablo)] Getcha money made (getcha meoney), it's tha come up (it's tha come up) Not a little bit (nada nada), get the whole thing (get the whole thing) Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa) We just wanted it, tha come up [This time through added libs by Sunshine Anderson] Getcha money made (getcha meoney), it's tha come up (it's tha come up) Not a little bit (nada nada), get the whole thing (get the whole thing) Gotta do it big (do it big), to sum it up (yeeaaaaaaa) We just wanted it, tha come up [Petey Pablo] I aint got time to be bothered with ya'll I got a hundred problems and there's only one way I'm gonna solve em I'm gonna have to get my grind on Hustlin' and using my muscle tryin to bring the prize home I ain't the only nigga with issues and I know that But I ain't concerned with nobody's issues by mine Jack I invented jail, invited(??) em back Hell, I'm still in that The only thing left now is six feet of cold black Flower bringin' and church singin' In a grave stiffed up and stankin' And you can tell that I've been thinkin' can't cha(can't cha) Now maybe you can understand my anger And while I'm still out there candy slangin' And while I'm out there, chasin' them banks And why I gotta smoke a pound of dank You never know when your day gonna be your last day Better get this money when it should've been made (maaade) [Chorus] [Petey Pablo] I'm sorry it had to come to this (to this) I know I'm really disrespecting your family members That really love to care It ain't ya'll, cause ya'll know me better than this I guess it's just the way that I'm is And maybe I'm a deadbeat kid Maybe I really don't deserve to live Maybe they should have gave me life in prison Only takin' what they give me Cause out here, I'm stuck in menace Cause out here, I'm a threat to niggas I'm like smokin' and pumpin' gas Light the fire loose to the filter (whew) You don't feel the vibe we givin' Cause if you'd did, you'd done been the hell up You'd done been stickin' ahead of your business You'd of been, shittin' embarrassed to hit me You'd of been, sent them boys to get me Nah ah ah And I don't repent cause I ain't that nigga And anything I done, I meant it (you meant it, you meant it) [Chorus] 2X [Sunshine Anderson] Getch yo money made Getch yo money made |
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