Dej Loaf - Get Money (feat. Benny The Butcher, Boldy James, & Conway the Machine)

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Lyrics
Got em pissed, got em mad, got em pissed, got em mad Yeah, had to get in my bag, in my bag, yeah
Oh, they didn't think that I could last
Thinking that shit’s sweet, I'll put them killers on your ass How you from the east and you can't even get a pass (Whoa)
I hang with Lions,Tigers, Bears
Hard balling, ain't a nigga I'm gon’ spare Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You getting money, they aware
You getting money, they aware
It's a lot of bosses up in here (Who, yeah) It's a lot of bosses up in here
Hit him with a brick, just like Craig (Woah!)
A fake man it get dropped in the stand (Drop!)
Ric Flair, Beanie Sigel, I feel it in the air
Put an eagle on your head
They gon' lay eggs and fled
Hope I don't wake up tomorrow with regret
I woke up with a bottle in my bed
Woke up with my eyes rolled to the back of my head (Mhm) Ballin' with some niggas that's 'bout what they said, yeah
Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You gettin' money, they aware
You gettin' money, they aware
It's a lot of bosses up in here (There's a lot of us in this bitch) It's a lot of bosses up in here (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Benny the Butcher]
Cautious of snakes, but often, bosses relate
I broke down a quarter of weight on a white porcelain plate
I woke up feelin' marvelous today
Y'all think I flossed with this cake
But that show money help my dog with his case (My nigga) Yeah, I still feel it when I pass through ghettos
Y'all had to settle we turned to family in Griselda Fashion Rebels Six months in the trap, that's a May to November run
Real shit, you not a boss 'til you make your nigga one
I hang with Lions,Tigers, Bears
Hard balling, ain't a nigga I'm gon’ spare Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You getting money, they aware
You getting money, they aware
It's a lot of bosses up in here (Who, yeah) It's a lot of bosses up in here
[Verse 4: Conway the Machine]
She know who the boss is, I bounce back from my losses
Bust an AP flawless from that pot and that fork shit
Mayweather money, beat up them charges
Too much drip, that's why the closet is bigger than your apartment I give her backshots 'til I empty my cartridge
Fuck her now on the sink, the pussy drip like the faucet
The pussy nigga kept talkin', his life on the line, he lost it
It's pressure, then we uppin', we ain't squashin'
Machine, bitch
I hang with Lions,Tigers, Bears
Hard balling, ain't a nigga I'm gon’ spare Put your wrist in the air
Put your wrist in the air
You getting money, they aware
You getting money, they aware
It's a lot of bosses up in here (Who, yeah) It's a lot of bosses up in here
[Verse 5: Boldy James]
I pull a few strings, still love to shoot with them things Got fiends in the greens, still want a 2-for-15
Hunty taking pop bottles back to catch a cab to me
Now I give her five dollars just to pump the gas for me On the east catching sales in the 48214
Fifty deep on the wheels, we want all them M boxes Gotta land on the pint so my blood out and bonded Uncle Teddy play with cottons, Uncle Smally skin poppin' Where we at
[Chorus: DeJ Loaf]
Put your wrist in the air Put your wrist in the air

You gettin' money, they aware You gettin' money, they aware It's a lot of bosses up in here It's a lot of bosses up in here
[Outro: DeJ Loaf] Bosses up in here

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