Get This Money

[Intro: Young Dolph] (Drumma Boy) Yeah Uh-huh It's Dolph [Verse 1: Young Dolph] If you ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna talk (I'll call you back) You can tell I got that sack just by the way I walk I'm the shit, face it (Face it), you niggas basic Bought a half a P to smoke and a pint of purple to chase it I'm sippin' on a codeine margarita (Woah) My Mexican bitch, I call her my mamacita I met her brother, now I got work for a little cheaper (Yeah) They immigrants, don't supposed to be here, so they illegal [Interlude: Young Dolph] (Drumma Boy) Trappin', trappin', trap, trappin', trappin', trappin' (Yeah) Trappin', trappin', trap, trappin', trappin', trappin' (Uh-huh) Trappin' out a mansion Trappin' out a mansion (It's Dolph) [Verse 1: Young Dolph] If you ain't talkin' money, I don't wanna talk (I'll call you back) You can tell I got that sack just by the way I walk I'm the shit, face it (Face it), you niggas basic Bought a half a P to smoke and a pint of purple to chase it I'm sippin' on a codeine margarita (Woah) My Mexican bitch, I call her my mamacita I met her brother, now I got work for a little cheaper (Yeah) They immigrants, don't supposed to be here, so they illegal He looked at me and said, "We gonna get this money" (Bet) I said, "Bet," nothin' but respect Nigga, you know I'm all about a check (Uh-huh) My old-school worth more than a new 'Vette (Uh-huh) Fuckin' other niggas' bitches, I call that new sex [Chorus: Young Dolph & 2 Chainz] Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (Yeah) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (It's Dolph) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, ayy We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (Uh-huh) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, ayy We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah (2 Chainz) [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Roll it up, my nigga (Roll it) Roll it up, I'm with you (Yeah) I was rollin' up 'fore I was old enough Work the color of a coconut Put holes in your shirt like a polka dot (Bah) Donuts in the parking lot Dope boy with an Audemar What I make today, I spend it all tomorrow (Tell 'em) I got a stripper bitch on my screensaver (Yeah) Look at me, you don't need cable (No) Pockets on Lee Haney My best friend is a 380 (Fire) Big rims, no teenagers (Nah) That deuce-deuces and deuce-fours (Four) Deuce-sixs and deuce-eights (Eight) Y'all sweet, toothaches (Damn) I'm killin' these beats, man, I need to get a suit made (Uh) I'm so cold, man, I need to get some soup made (Uh) Self-paid, I be talkin' to myself like We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah [Chorus: Young Dolph & 2 Chainz] Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (Yeah) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, ayy We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches (Uh-huh) Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, ayy We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah We gonna get this money We gonna get this money, yeah