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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Too $hort
Too $hort
Performer
Parliament-Funkadelic
Parliament-Funkadelic
Performer
Bonecrusher
Bonecrusher
Vocals
Def Squad
Def Squad
Performer
L' Rock
L' Rock
Remixer
Lil John
Lil John
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Belita Woods
Belita Woods
Songwriter
Gary Cooper
Gary Cooper
Songwriter
George Clinton
George Clinton
Songwriter
Stuart R. Jordan
Stuart R. Jordan
Songwriter
Todd Shaw
Todd Shaw
Songwriter
William Earl Collins
William Earl Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Parliament-Funkadelic
Parliament-Funkadelic
Co-Producer
Shorty B
Shorty B
Producer
Ant Banks
Ant Banks
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Now let me holler at ya partner, spit this game
In your ear for a minute, quit complaining
'Bout how you can't spend it
'Cause you ain't got it
You got what it takes
But not enough to get started
I hope you get the message, no it's not a test it's
Just me ridin' legit, they can't arrest me or bust me
I'm still hungry
I want some more stuff
Get fat and watch my whole crew blow up
So get yours, and buy my new album
Peep the game and don't be like Calvin
Get everything you want, get real, get your mail
Get your girl to make bail and get your **** out of jail
You should be gettin' it, everything you want
Everything you dreamed of, never have to front
You should be gettin' it, gettin' money
I'm talking bout you Black, don't laugh it ain't funny
You should get a good lawyer, like Johnnie Cochrane
Swear to tell the truth
**** I didn't pop him
Get your kids in school so they can get a education
Get a degree, and take a vacation
You see I got all my game from the streets of California
Young millionaire with no high school diploma
Livin' real good, taking care of my folks
Roll up a fat one for the players to smoke
$hort Dogg in the house, I know you ain't trippin'
'Cause "Life is Too $hort"
You gotta, "Get In Where You Fit In"
Stop looking, for what you never seem to find
It ain't what you think, you gotta read between the lines
'Cause life ain't long for a young black man
Tryna make money doing all he can
Sellin' ****, don't ya hope he would go to class
But the boy makes money and he makes it fast
With the twenties on top and the fifties on bottom
A flock of top notches, oh yes, we got 'em
It's been a long time since I first got down
But I still keep makin' these funky sounds
Get your money, man
Get yours
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
Get it while you can
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
Get your money, man
Get yours
Get it while the gettin' is good
Get it while the gettin'
Get it while the gettin' is good
I know you tired of being broke, just hangin' out
You got a lotta dreams but you can't get out
The first thing you need to do is set your self some goals
Think positive, everything else is old
And work hard, never stop hustlin'
'Cause they just love to see the black man strugglin'
So what are you saying Todd?
Get your money, man
Get yours
It's time to come up, put your dollar bills in the air
He said meet me at the White House and I was there
'Cause I'm one in a million, black men rising
They wanna keep me down but I always surprise 'em
Spend my money in the hood, I know it's all good
And you should do the same, I told you peep the game
From Too $hort, you know I'm the man
I lend my brother a hand 'cause I know I can
I keep going and going but I'm not the pink bunny
Instead of beating on a drum
I never stop thinking money
I'm getting all I can, if you don't, ya slip
I can't wait to get to heaven just to have a grip
When I was broke, I couldn't afford a meal
But now I'm now rich, I can't be fake
I gots to keep it real
It's been a long time baby since I first got down
But it still keep making these funky sounds
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
Get it while you can
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
Bonecroser and you're listening 8.5
What's the reading?
Got more than Bill Gates
Like white folks had, I was receiving
Some **** may believe it
Bone's day was at the studio
Bringing baths with one soap
The young slo-rocks have you shivering in your socks
I never stop, my jewelry ain't wood
Come because of my fame
Lyrical giants, they know our name
That L-J to the uh uh oh swing
Leaving memory things to them jives
**** I got ya mindframes and if I have that
My pockets stay fat, black
Sometimes I don't understand
How I spit these lines
But you know that I know
I will gets mine!
Respect the squad, give it all we got
And never ever stop
We got south, west, add the 'Ville
OutKast all that **** we will
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
Get it while you can
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
Get it while you can
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
You should be
Get it while the gettin' is good
Get it while you can
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
You should be
Gettin' it
Get it while the gettin' is good
Written by: B. Woods, G. Clinton, Jr., Gary Lee Cooper, Steven Jordan, Stuart R. Jordan, T. Shaw, W. Collins
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