Get This Money Young Dolph (Ft. 2 Chainz)

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[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

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