Getting to the Money

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] I say, gettin to the money that's all we know Middle of the drought tryin to move that snow Get that flip that stack that dough Side hit that bitch and smack that hoe Toolie on deck everywhere we go Fucking every bitch on [?] I spit that shit got a dappy flow I fly by hoes like there he go Ya we trap like its a sport Ya I shine like armor all, but yet I ball like on the court Ally-oop a little bitch Omelly slam her for the score Ya its my time and I'ma shine like I'm a fucking Audemar Stunt, ball, like its no tomorrow Fuck your main bitch and probably won't return her call (not at all) Sucking her and cuffing her like she broke the law While I'm whipping all these hoe like I'm trying to turn a car Back to the flow I was killing that shit Been about a week you still on that brick North side nigga I'm still on that shit We all fucking her you feeling that bitch You still on that bitch Running through hoes like Reggie bush We blow that purple jelly baby I don't know how Reggie look [Interlude: Omelly] Damn, its all types of charge On some [?] county type shit Like if my PO find out that [?] I might go to jail for that shit Fucking with these bitches man [Verse 2: Oschino] Looney Tune, Goony Goon, stepping in my Louie shoes Your bitch she on dick, give me inside my movie room Paper paper on my mind, in my coup as I recline Coming through the block to cop, got it hot as Palestine Money money half a mil, chase it down like track and field Me and money Jack and Jill, we together all the time Up the hill, down the block we got rocks like empty lot Black and gold Jaguar that shit look like a copper top Duracell, corner sale, killing shit like [?] Ya the [?] threw the pussy like the shit your daughter sell Oschi, Oski, Gold Rollie low key I ain't got a grind I spend the shit I made in '03 Whole key, half a [?], feeling like a hammer song Too legit to quit can't touch this hammer law Get it in, flip it fast, I be getting killer grabs Niggas want to see me fall, bike no kick stand Pocket change, diamond ring, shit look like a hockey rink Llama sing, loud song, hit that nigga ground ball Standing tall as John wall Never snitch, never rat [?] get right back even if I got to max Gettin money what I do, VIP let me through Omelly whole crew gettin' change phone booth, phone booth