Get This Money JAY-Z & R. Kelly

[Intro: Jay-Z, R. Kelly & Both]
Yeah yeah
Damn it's hot
Like a muh'fucker
Yo Jigga
Whassup my nigga?
Pop that water
Fo'schizzle! Hahahahaha
Yeah
Get'cha mind right, c'mon
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh uh-uh - gettin' that money my nigga
Woo.. woo.. woo.. woo..
You better call the muh'fuckin' cops
This is a crime, uh-uh, let's go

[Verse 1: R. Kelly (Jay-Z)]
Keys to the Bentley, off to the club
Switchin' lanes like what the..
Chick on the cell wanna get with a bruh
But y'all know I don't love no.. (never love her)
She, say, she, slick
I'm, like, baby, please
She, say she's got a man
But what's that got to do with me? (f'real)
Some chicks like low-key
Wrists of, zero degrees (uhh)
I'm, toxic off the Belve'
Two strippers, in my hotel suite
Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
For you haters, keepin' up trauma
Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up (holla)