I Get Money 50 Cent

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[Produced by Apex]

[Intro: Audio Two & 50 Cent]
I get money
I— I get money
I— I get— I get— (Fifty!)
I get— I get—

[Hook: Audio Two & 50 Cent]
I— I get money; money, I got (I, I get it)
I— I get money; money, I got (I, I get it)
I— I get money; money, I got (Yeah)
Money— Money, I got; money— money, I got (I run New York!)
I— I get money; money, I got (I, I get it)
I— I get money; money, I got (I, I get it)
I— I get money; money, I got (Yeah, yeah)
Money— Money, I got; money— money, I got (I run New York!)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I took quarter waters, sold it in bottles for two bucks
Then, Coca-Cola came and bought it for billions—what the fuck?
Have a baby by me, baby—be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes—who the fuck cares? (Ow!)
I'm stanky-rich, I'ma die tryna spend this shit
Southside's up in this bitch
Yeah, I smell like the vault, I used to sell dope
I did play the block, now I play on boats (Yeah)
In the south of France, baby, Saint-Tropez
Get a tan, I'm already Black; rich, I'm already that
Gangsta, get a gat, hit a head in a hat
Call that a riddle, rat, shit, fuck the chitter-chat (Ooh, ooh!)
I'm the baker, I bake the bread; a barber, I cut your head
A marksman, I spray the lead, I bloodclaat-chop your leg
Do not fuck with the kid
I get biz with the Sig, I come where you live—you dig? (Oh!)