DOUGHBOY Joey Valence & Brae (Ft. TERROR REID)
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[Intro: Joey Valence, Spoken Word]
Go, go get the money
Go, go get the money
Go, go get the money
And now for something completely different
[Chorus: Joey Valence]
Go get the money, go get the money, go get the
Go get the money, go get the money, go (What?)
Go get the money, go get the money, go get the
Go get the money, go get the money, money
[Verse 1: Joey Valence]
Call me Pillsbury, 'cause I got the dough, boy
Bag don't sleep, yeah, don't you know, boy?
Don't spend checks, only watch it grow, boy
Make 'em say "WoW" like my name is Leeroy Jenkins (Wow!)
You don't really know what you thinkin'
It's been a long way since the payments
Skateboard scars from the pavements
I-Hop shifts, now I bring home the bacon
[Verse 2: Brae, Joey Valence]
Call me Pillsbury, 'cause I got the dough, boy
Ride height tight, yeah, I'm extra low, boy
Flames off the pipe like a breathing dragon
I'm a pretty boy, yeah, I'm into fashion
Benjamins crispy like breakfast toast
I'ma ball out, I'ma do the most
Shrink wrap J's, fitted all day
Got mad chips like I work at Lay's
Go, go get the money
Go, go get the money
Go, go get the money
And now for something completely different
[Chorus: Joey Valence]
Go get the money, go get the money, go get the
Go get the money, go get the money, go (What?)
Go get the money, go get the money, go get the
Go get the money, go get the money, money
[Verse 1: Joey Valence]
Call me Pillsbury, 'cause I got the dough, boy
Bag don't sleep, yeah, don't you know, boy?
Don't spend checks, only watch it grow, boy
Make 'em say "WoW" like my name is Leeroy Jenkins (Wow!)
You don't really know what you thinkin'
It's been a long way since the payments
Skateboard scars from the pavements
I-Hop shifts, now I bring home the bacon
[Verse 2: Brae, Joey Valence]
Call me Pillsbury, 'cause I got the dough, boy
Ride height tight, yeah, I'm extra low, boy
Flames off the pipe like a breathing dragon
I'm a pretty boy, yeah, I'm into fashion
Benjamins crispy like breakfast toast
I'ma ball out, I'ma do the most
Shrink wrap J's, fitted all day
Got mad chips like I work at Lay's
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