Chamillionaire - Go Get It

[Intro] Mmmhmmm, alright Chamillitary mayne Mmmhmmm, the money's calling me Everybody knows how I feel about my bank Some say I'm heartless, but y'all know I ain't Don't have no problems, as long as you're keeping it G The money's calling me [Verse 1] Yeah, I could have went Hollywood, but I stayed trill and remained true Still riding them big blades that I slide on when I skate through Ever told me you hate haters, well guess what, that makes two Cause nowadays he got paid, [?] You girl want me to serve pipe, got pa'tners on their third strike And they going for they fourth, it's like they know they wanna serve life Got pa'tners that [?] life and got pa'tners that [?] for life No longer beefing with Mike Jones, but I still murder mics [Hook 1] City where you from, you made it from the slum Now they're acting like you over, you've gotta give 'em some Park your Caddy in the sun They didn't know you did it, but they'll always be some people getting mad about your digits They boys that never did it, disrespecting what you've done Got some ladies catching feelings, tryn'a be your number one Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton But we keep on grindin' on 'em, tell 'em money here I come [Hook 2] I be like, let's go get it Let's go get it I drop it out [?] no acting timid I'm like, let's go get it Let's go get it I drop the top, then turn up the [?] so they can feel it I'm like, let's go get it Let's go get it Looking at my watch, time is money, so I'm counting minutes Got the world on your back, know the pressure weigh a ton But we keep on running on 'em, tell 'em money here I come [Verse 2] Can't sidetrack these lying cats Tryn'a make me take a straight loss He say he got them birdies, told 'em I don't even play golf Completely different sport, they got me balling, practise paid off Step back and hit that switch, it's like, there's no blocking my J, dawg Got diamonds in my [?] chain, celly going "rang rang" Look down inside my dough make sure I've got my Kirko Bang Bang And I ain't talking 'bout car bass See how fast your heart race And I keep it ghetto boy, but please don't end up with a scar-face I twist in that little key, and then start my car up Before noon, I flip mode, then registers at Starbucks Don't talk much, I talk math, don't subtract, let's add Gold Roley and [?], your accessories [?] Go count ones, then check twice, just get it right, don't guess though I hope the money ain't short dawg, cause I never settle for less ho A big salute to my congregation, we get dollars no [?] Money pockets with money in them is always part of my dress code [Hook] [Post-Hook] I be like, let's go get it, alright Let's go get it (go), let's go get it, alright Let's go get it (go), let's go get it, alright Looking at my watch, time is money, so I'm counting minutes Got the world on your back, I know the pressure weigh a ton But we keep on grindin' on 'em, tell 'em money here I come They ain't hustling the same as me, alright The money's calling me [Bridge] We ain't worried 'bout a thing, cause we, alright Grinding so hard they can't believe They ain't really who they claim to be, alright All this money's never changing me Loyalty is everything to me, alright And that's why, I'm staying suckerfree [Hook 1] [Post-Hook]