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Meek Mill

Meek Mill

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Ya’ll ready?
When I wake up
First thing on my mind is get this cake up
Stayin on my grind and stackin straight up
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
When I wake up
First thing on my mind is get this cake up
Ain’t no time to sleep I gotta stay up
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
We gon we gon we gon get dis money

Yeah
Thie early bird get the worm first
Sixteen, we was out there on that curb first
With a quarter tryina see who get a bird first
Like fuck a undercover cop we tryna see
who gettin served first
Yeah we was dead wrong but we had to learn first
We ain’t give a fuck whoever fronted us got burnt first

Yeah
We like we gon get this paper
My shooters was tryn kill I’m like we gon get em later
Tryna turn a dollar bill into a pretty situation
Just thinkin bout them benjis got a nigga in the matrix
Waitin
Losin patience my mind racin
Plus my seed growin so you know I need doughin

When I wake up
First thing on my mind is get this cake up
Stayin on my grind and stackin straight up
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
When I wake up
First thing on my mind is get this cake up
Ain’t no time to sleep I gotta stay up
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
We gon we gon we gon get dis money

Yo
I used to score my lil L
Thinkin bout my master plan
Tryna get a million fuckin dollars out of half a man
Cause bein broke got a nigga feelin like a half a man
We gon get this money though
We just in a traffic jam
(We gon get it)
And I wanna live the fast life

Fast cars fast bitches fast money fast bike
I was in the dark
Shit that money was like a flashlight
Cause I started shinin same day I got my stash right
(Same day)

This money ain’t a joke
Homies lookin like snakes
They was cool when I was broke
But now I’m gettin money
They lookin at me funny
That’s why I keep my heaters
Cause I never been a sleeper

When I wake up
First thing on my mind is get this cake up
Stayin on my grind and stackin straight up
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
When I wake up
First thing on my mind is get this cake up
Ain’t no time to sleep I gotta stay up
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
We gon we gon we gon get dis money

Look
I’m a get rich or die tryin
If gettin money was sinnin
Fuck it I’m fryin
If I’m lyin I’m flyin
I’m buckin my eyein
If a nigga tryta take
I knock somethin out his face
I go in and out of state
Up and down 95
Just to get it for my niggas put my life on the line
They want what I got
They’ll never get it from me (never)
But we gon get dis money

When I wake up
First thing on my mind is get this cake up
Stayin on my grind and stackin straight up
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
When I wake up
First thing on my mind is get this cake up
Ain’t no time to sleep I gotta stay up
We gon we gon we gon get dis money
We gon we gon we gon get dis money

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Get Dis Money (Letra)

Slum Village

Slum Village

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Chorus(2x)
Hey, hey, hey, h-hey, hey
What you say, get this money
If they say what you gon do today, just say
Hey i wanna get paid
Pay day, pay day, pay day(repeat)

(t3)
We dedicate this to these people out here gettin bank
Where the oops you loose the money its reali-tay
Never front on a click that you can’t evaluate
See i got things out here i need to situate
I got a fresh ass car on some gloss paint
People walking down the street untill they feet stank
I got accountants out here handling big thangs
As i slip into the crib wit the sashay
Have my room wit the shark wit the big tank
Don’t get mad cause i’m doing things you just cain’t, cain’t, cain’t

Chorus

(jay dee)
My man
You need to get back like the rebate
And bid he need to step up like the home plate
My man
Now what you know about the great lakes?
We contemplate on gettin money like a sweepstakes
Sippin dark grapes, party in the dark shade
You see a nigga cold chillin like a marl-ey marl
And bid his ride like a harl-ey
Money make, a ric, a ric-o suav-e, hey
Radio play the s like arcades
Everyday the holiday so nigga stay paid
Celebrate the holidays wit the money
Aint about to wait so nigga stay away

Chorus

(baatin)
Somebody said that radio would never ever play
Some of that detroit, motor city for play
Honestly earning my dough, keepin it real ya’ll
Countin my cash, just showin you how the boss ball
I never thought that we would make it up this far
Grippin my cream color cadillac, north star
Detroit motor city finest is who we are
This is for my ladies who get out, chill at the bar(repeat)
When i was a young boy chillin in my daddys nuts
All i could hear was a rhyme and dope cuts
Growin up thinkin i was nothin, but a glut
Another day, another buck, another slut
All i wanna do is get paid
Oak town dont stop, stop, stop

Chorus(2x)