Lyrics Get Dis Money - Slum Village
Hey,
hey,
hey,
h-hey,
hey
What
you
say,
get
this
money
If
they
say,
what
you
gon'
do
today
Just
say,
'hey,
I
wanna
get
paid'
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
Hey,
hey,
h-hey,
hey,
hey
What
you
say,
get
this
money
If
they
say,
what
you
gon'
do
today
Just
say,
'hey,
I
wanna
get
paid'
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
We
dedicate
this
to
these
people
out
here
getting
bank
Where
the
pursuit
of
the
money
is
reali-tay
Never
front
on
a
clique
that
you
can't
evaluate
See
I
got
things
out
here
I
need
to
situate
I
got
a
fresh
ass
car
on
some
gloss
paint
People
walking
down
the
street
until
they
feet
stank
I
got
accountants
out
here
handling
big
thangs
As
I
slip
into
the
crib
wit'
the
sashay
Have
my
room
wit
the
shark
wit
the
big
tank
Don't
get
mad
'cause
I'm
doing
things
you
just
can't,
can't,
can't
Hey,
hey,
hey,
hey,
hey
What
you
say,
get
this
money
If
they
say,
what
you
gon'
do
today
Just
say,
hey,
I
wanna
get
paid
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
My
man
You
need
to
get
back
like
the
rebate
And
bitties
he
need
to
step
up
like
the
home
plate
My
man
Now
what
you
know
about
the
Great
Lakes?
We
contemplate
on
gettin'
money
like
a
sweepstakes
Sipping
dark
grapes,
party
in
the
dark
shade
You
see
a
nigga
cold
chillin'
like
a
Marl-ey
Marl
And
bitties
ride
like
a
Harl-ey
Money
make,
a
Ric,
a
Ric-o
Suav-e,
hey
Radio
play
the
S
like
arcades
Every
day
the
holiday
so
nigga
stay
paid
Celebrate
the
holidays
with
the
money
Ain't
about
to
wait
so
nigga
stay
away
Hey,
hey,
hey,
hey,
hey
What
you
say,
get
this
money
If
they
say,
what
you
gon'
do
today
Just
say,
'hey,
I
wanna
get
paid'
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
Somebody
said
that
radio
would
never
ever
play
Some
of
that
Detroit,
Motor
City
for
play
Honestly
earning
my
dough,
keeping
it
real
y'all
Countin'
my
cash,
just
showing
you
how
the
boss
ball
I
never
thought
that
we
would
make
it
up
this
far
Grippin'
my
cream
color
Cadillac
North
Star
Detroit
Motor
City
finest
is
who
we
are
This
is
for
my
ladies
who
get
out,
chill
at
the
bar
When
I
was
a
young
boy
chilling
in
my
daddy's
nuts
All
I
could
hear
was
a
rhyme
and
dope
cuts
Growin'
up
thinking
I
was
nothing,
but
a
glut
Another
day,
another
buck,
another
slut
All
I
wanna
do
is
get
paid
Motown,
don't
stop...
Hey,
hey,
hey,
hey,
hey
What
you
say,
get
this
money
If
they
say,
what
you
gon'
do
today
Just
say,
'hey,
I
wanna
get
paid'
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
Hey,
hey,
h-hey,
hey,
hey
What
you
say,
get
this
money
If
they
say,
what
you
gon'
do
today
Just
say,
'hey,
I
wanna
get
paid'
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
'Ery
day,
'ery
day
pay
day
1 Intro
2 Conant Gardens
3 I Don't Know
4 Jealousy
5 Climax
6 Hold Tight (Remix)
7 Tell Me
8 What It's All About
9 Forth and Back
10 Untitled
11 Fall In Love
12 Get Dis Money
13 CB4
14 Once Upon a Time
15 Players
16 Eyes Up
17 2U 4U
18 Hustle
19 Go Ladies
20 We Be Dim
21 We Be Dim, Pt. 2
22 Get It Together
23 Conant Gardens - Instrumental Mix
24 I Don't Know - Instrumental Mix
25 Climax - Instrumental Mix
26 Hold Tight - Instrumental Mix
27 Tell Me - Instrumental Mix
28 Untitled - Instrumental Mix
29 Fall in Love - Instrumental Mix
30 Get Dis Money - Instrumental Mix
31 CB4 - Instrumental Mix
32 Players - Instrumental Mix
33 Eyes Up - Instrumental Mix
34 2U4U - Instrumental Mix
35 Hustle - Instrumental Mix
36 Go Ladies - Instrumental Mix
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