Lyrics Get Money - Priceless Da Roc, Cash Santana & Kool John

Yeah
There it go (Pricless)
Bend over to me
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
Look back at it, look back
Ass so fat, i told her look back at it
Look back at it, look back
Ass so fat, i told her look back at it
Look back at it, like my rear view
Bend it over, let me get a clear view
Macs breaking, gotta stare when they see you
G string showing, under screening saying peek-a-boo
Bands a make her dance, so imagine what the dick will do
You would think your pussy is ice pop, how I, m licking you
We finn' to play, how i stick with you
You would swear i'm an acrobatic how i'm flipping you
Dick out, she go wonder like it's limbo
Fuck bitches, get money case she didn't get the memo
And you gonna tell a nigga like your head stupid
But your brain knots, will tell your partners you about to go
Where? tell them that you gotta show to do
It's called bounce the ass on Priceless' dick
And you got the leading role
Camera's don't go, but if they do go, they go crazy
My dick's an open freeway and your pussy is a new Mercedes
(Ride it)
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
Look back at it, look back
Ass so fat, i told her look back at it
Look back at it, look back
Ass so fat, i told her look back at it
I don't get along, with a lot of you niggas
And every time you mad cause you know that i get it
Let a real nigga get it, bitch a real nigga win it
These other niggas lame, they don't ride out and get it
What the fuck you mean bitch? i'm the King of my city
And your girl looking good, the way she yike on that dick
And she think you niggas woan, so she ride on my stick
Her ass looking right in that shorts
And i judge you, so it's all intended court
Hold up. I told her look back at it
And that ass is light, i threw a stack at it
Bands can make her dance
But the sauce can make her bust it
Then i pull that 9 out and that thang out the gusset
Hold up, And my Ciroc 'o nice, ain't looking for no wife
But she can be for the night, and 08
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
Look back at it, look back
Ass so fat, i told her look back at it
Look back at it, look back
Ass so fat, i told her look back at it
She got ice cakes
Imma look at her and watch her ass shake
Baby, move it like she in an ass car race
She ain't coming last, she gone be in first place
The way she shake that ass, throw stacks at her
She gone be fucking with me, because she mad at her nigga
He won't be hitting it right, when she asking her niggas
A true player in her life, and she glad I'm her nigga
But no bong do that, i just continue to throw bands
Make her strip butt naked, a make her do the dollar dance
Got on a her handstand
Looking like a skateboarder, with a fat ass in them tight pants
Look, she act a fool on the dick
Couple words in her ear, and i got her ready to strip
So, baby pull out of them clothes
Why my niggas proceed to throw doh
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
Hair long, money long
Me and broke niggas, we don't get along
Look back at it, look back
Ass so fat, i told her look back at it
Look back at it, look back
Ass so fat, i told her look back at it