Gimmie That Money

Lyrics

Back when I was a young nigga playing in the sand
 I had some big dreams so I made a little plan
 You was out partying while I was thinking in advance
 Try'n'a get right hoping that one day I'd be the man
 The years went by I was M.I.A
 I got rid of all of the niggas that was in my way
 I saved nickels and quarters 'till I could afford a studio
 To record and then get money Off the shit I say
 Then my dream came true and the fraud niggas came out
 See my ballin' out they all we all gettin' paid now
 Talking like "Hopsin, oh you're a great pal"
 Fuck you, stick my balls in your dang mouth
 Now every other week You hit me up for money
 Frontin' like you always been down (pow!)
 But back then when a nigga was living bummy
 Your ass was nowhere to be found (wow!)
 What my nigga (Marcus) I ain't tryin to be one of ya fake ass goldigger
 Homies that's not it (that's not what I'm doin)
 But hey can i borrow 500 dollas I'mma pay ya ass back next week man I promise (please)
 I can't even make friends
 Cause all they ever do is ask for my money
 They like let have this
 Let me have that
 Let me have this and they keep on coming (man)
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money!
 There was a chick I asked out back in '06
 Made her a love song, and she was like "No bitch"
 Gave me the song back, and I was like "Oh shit
 I'm so stupid, I should've never wrote this"
 She was a dime piece, top of the list
 A Latin girl, and her skin had a tropical twist
 She never used to call me, I always had to call her
 And deep down inside it was making my heart hurt
 So her life went on, she didn't even involve me
 Then last year I ran into her in a Walgreens
 She was like, "Marcus, how are you? (oh my God)
 You finally made it, I'm so proud of you"
 So the next day she called me and asked to kick it
 For the sake of the old me that was sad, I did it
 Come to find out she was never that terrific
 Especially a week later when she asked me this shit
 "Hey um, Marcus, I really really hate to be a bother
 But my rent is due, and I'm like broke as fuck
 So can you please lend me 10 hundred dollars, please"
 I can't even make friends
 Cause all they ever do is ask for my money
 They like let have this
 Let me have that
 Let me have this and they keep on coming (man)
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money!
 Mmm-hmm
 See my ex girl think she slick
 Man let me tell ya how she tried to do me
 She said she didn't have a vehicle to drive to work
 And, so she came and asked me for 2 Gs
 And although I wasn't that concerned
 She said her mom would pay me back, soon as she got her tax return
 So I committed and did it, thinkin' she wouldn't forget it
 But she forgot it, now my stomach got a nasty burn
 I called her! And said, "Bitch! Where my money?! You got that?!"
 She said, "Not yet, she my mom's mad
 She said she isn't gonna pay, you can drop dead
 Cause I got into a fight with her, she's a hot head"
 I'm like, "That's between you two, not me!
 What the hell does that have to do with my cheese!"
 She said, "Ok, ok, stop please
 I swear I'll pay it all back Marcus, in five weeks"
 Huh, five weeks huh?
 It's been three months and I ain't even heard from her
 Changed her damn number, shit
 Bitch played me like a dumb motherfucker
 I can't even make friends
 Cause all they ever do is ask for my money
 They like let have this
 Let me have that
 Let me have this and they keep on coming (man)
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money
 Let me get a dollar, Give me that money!
 Give me that dough, Give me that money
 Give me that cheese, Give me that money
 Give me that yea yea yea, Give me that money
 Yea yea, Give me that money
 Say yea yea yea yea
 Baby give me that yea yea yea yea
 Give me that yea yea yea yea! Ha
 This for the bitches that oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
 (exhales) fuck
 I don't think I'm gonna be able to pay you Marcus, back
 Ah
 

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Duration
04:09
Key
11
Tempo
110 BPM

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