Get Money Or Get Lost E-40

[Verse 1]
The way they made me, I could never be cotton
Won't tell a hoe what I know, I slap a bitch with my dough
I tell her get up out my mix, sour cock-hoe bitch
If some shit go down, you'll be the first to snitch
I'm a bonafide barbarian, out the Seven-Oh-Sev
By any means necessary, get that bread
Just smoked a turkey-bag of broccoli, and I'm off of that fluid
Niggas wanna pop me, but I can't let 'em do it
He Thundercat trainer, trained Thundercats to go
A pro at gettin' doe, he a GoPro
I wrote a letter to myself when I was six-and-a-half
One day I'll be sittin' on a big pile of cash
I pop my P's and she fell for the okie-dokie
Took her to miniature golf and karaoke
He did the bitch wrong, I did her right
She gave me some dome, I laid the pipe

[Chorus]
Get it right, don't get it wrong
Me and broke don't get along
I broke up with being broke
I cut that bitch off, get money or get lost

[Hook]
Get money (get money) get money or get lost
Get money (get money) get money or get lost
Get money (get money) get money or get lost
Get money (get money) get money or get lost