Artist: 50 Cent Album: Curtis Song: I Get Money Typed by: flectionLP@msn.com * * FINAL SINGLE BEING ACCEPTED FROM THE ALBUM; send corrections to the typist I get money, I get money, I get I get I get money (50) [Chorus: 50 Cent] I get money, money I got (I I get it) I get money, money I got (I I get it) I get money, money I got (Yeah) money I got, money I got (I run New York!) I get money, money I got (I I get it) I get money, money I got (I I get it) I get money, money I got (Yeah yeah) money I got, money I got (I run New York!) [Verse 1] I took quarter water sold it in bottles for 2 bucks And 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 I'm stanky rich, I'ma die tryna spend this shit Southsides' up in in this bitch Yeah I smell like the vault, I used to sell dope I did play the block-now I play on boats In the south of France baby, St. 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 river rat, shit, fuck the chitter chat The baker, I bake the bread-the barber, I cut your head The marksman, I spray the led-"Blood clot, chop your leg!" Do not fuck with the kid I get biz with the cigg, I come where you live, ya dig? [Chorus] [Verse 2] You can call this my new shit, but it ain't new though I got rid of my old bitch, now I got new hoes First it was the Benzo, now I'm in the Enzo Ferrari, I'm sorry! I keep blowin up! (Oh!!) They call me the cake man, the strawberry shake man I spray the AR, make your whole click break dance Back spin, head spin, flatline, your dead then 9 shells, Mac-10, "Who wan' get it crackin?!" I was young, I couldn't do good, now I can't do bad I ride, wreck the new Jag, I just buy the new Jag Now nigga why you mad? Oh you can't do that? I'm so forgetful, they callin me cocky I come up out the jeweler, they callin me Rocky It's the ice on my neck man, the wrist and my left hand Bling like bloaw, you like my style Ha Ha-I'm heading to the bank right now! [Chorus] [Outro] Yeah, I talk the talk, and I walk the walk Like a teflon Don, but I run New York When I come outta court, yea I pop the cork I keep it gangsta, I have ya outlined in chalk(I-I Get It) In the hood if ya ask about me They'll tell ya I'm about my bread(I-I Get It) Round the world if ya ask about me They'll tell ya they love the kid (I-I Get It) (50 Cent) Whoa Hey (I I get it) Whoa Hey (I I get it) Whoa Hey (Yeah) Whoa Hey (I run New York!) Whoa Hey (I I get it) Whoa Hey (I I get it) Whoa Hey (Yeah, yeah) Whoa Hey (I run New York!) Whoa I get money, money I got (I'm back on the streets man) I get money, money I got (I'm bringing the heat man) I get money, money I got (I'm on my grind) money I got, money I got (Like all the time) I get money, money I got (Tryna' stop my shine) I get money, money I got (I'll cock my 9 Don't get outta line) money I got, money I got (I said don't get outta line I I get it I I get it Yeah, yeah)