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Get Your Money Lyrics

from Songs About Girls

"Get Your Money" is track #6 on the album Songs About Girls. It was written by Shade, Booka/dj Pat Bo,-/young, Phil D./adams, William.
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Get your money, baby, get your money, baby
Get your money, baby, get your money, baby
If you strippin', I ain't trippin'
If it's alright with you, it's alright with me

She's a single momma, makin' dollars
Cabaret and make you holla
Lookin' lovely, day and nightly
Makin' hubbies leave they wifey

Homewrecker, heartbreaker
Love to shake her money maker
She's too sexy for her clothes
So she throws them on the floor

She danger, she danger
Watch out, boy, that don't fall in love
She just handlin' business
Go 'head, girl, go, go work your stuff

Get your money, baby
Go get it
Get your money, baby
Go get it

Get your money, baby
Go, go get it
Get your money, baby
Go, go get it, get it

If you strippin', I ain't trippin'
If it's alright with you, it's alright with me

She's drop dead intelligent
Her fragrance is that stripper scent
Bras' poppin' to Bon Jovi
Thongs' drop to 50 Cent

Private dancer, bubble twister
Just be glad she ain't your sister
Hands off her, you can't touch her
Fall in love and she bound to crush ya

She danger, she danger
Watch out, boy 'cos she chew you up
She just handlin' business
Go head, girl, go 'cos

I ain't mad, I ain't mad
I ain't mad at ya, I ain't mad
'Cos girl, you bad [Incomprehensible] bad
You doin' your thang and [Incomprehensible]
Do your work, girl

When you drop your bubble low
Girl, I'll give it up and I'll clap
When you crawlin' on the flo'
Girl, I clap

Get your money, baby
Go get it
Get your money, baby
Go get it

Get your money, baby
Go, go get it
Get your money, baby
Go, go get it, get it

If you strippin', I ain't trippin'
If it's alright with you, it's alright with me

When you work it, work it, work it
Girl, when you work it
Please don't hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
Hurt me, don't hurt me

When you drop it, drop it, drop it
Pop it and drop it
Take it easy, easy, easy
Easy, go easy

Because you bad girl, bad girl, dynamite
(Damn right I'm bad)
That's right you bad girl, bad girl, dynamite
(Damn right I'm bad)

Oh, yeah, you bad girl, bad girl, dynamite
(Damn right I'm bad)
I said you bad girl, bad girl, dynamite
(Damn right I'm bad)

Get your money, baby, get your money, baby
Get your money, baby, get your money, baby
If you strippin', I ain't trippin'
If it's alright with you, it's alright with me

Songwriters
SHADE, BOOKA/DJ PAT BO,-/YOUNG, PHIL D./ADAMS, WILLIAM

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