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Get Out
Feat Jay Z
C'mon
Yeah
Face Mob
Uh huh uh huh uh
His name is Jigga
Yeah
What's happenin baby
Wsup wsup witcha
Tryin to get this loot
Yeah
Knowwhatimsayin
No doubt
So what's it gon' be
Women whiskey w**d
D**e coke or all the guns you need n***a
You could get them thangs for a lesser fee
Yeah and with the right amount of pressure
Them thangs look free
I'm on my way now
Desperate need of a lik indeed
Believe I got a vick if it's a brick you need
My n***a for sheez
Right back at you
Holla after you land we get it before you leave
Is you for sure
Them n***as out there still got cheese
Cuz my n***as in the drop bounced back to slangin OZ's
Man them n***as rapin the town without breakin 'em down
Them bastards makin a killin slangin half of buldings
For real man I'm on my last nine thousand
Ain't got no money I'm fightin cases with this ho money
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
N***as better get the f**k out the house
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
N***as better get the f**k out the house
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
N***as better get the f**k out the house
I caught a northwest flight to NY on the buddy pass
Sittin at the exit row by the do'
I got a hoopty from this doofy n***a around the way
I had the fo'fo' under the rug weekend ago
Three hours I landed in the city of dreams
With tall buildings flooded with cabs and limousines
Where the f**k is Jay Z
Godd**n traffic is gettin on my nerve
I see your face by the curb
Godd**n dog I been sittin here thirty minutes
You know these motherf**king cab drivers
Like they own this motherf**ker
Open the trunk
And then I'm thinkin Jigga let's get this motherf**king cash n***a
Well if it's a money thing let's get this motherf**king money man
And then I said to Jigga let's get this motherf**king cash n***a
I got a d**e house scoped out
An escape route
No doubt
Let's hit the highway load up lock
In this booty s**t
Hold up cops
Trippin it's eight million stories in this naked motherf**ker
Yeah and ten million undercovers
We gon' get this raw we gon' kick in the door
They got guns in the couch they got s**t in the floor
N***as is gon' s**t they draws
They got a b***h at the door
Bulls**t heard that stupid s**t before
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
N***as better get the f**k out the house
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
N***as better get the f**k out the house
And when the money get low and the hungriness show
N***as better get the f**k out the house
I hit the buzzer Mita Manny
Let me up it's Joey motherf**ker
Takin the steps up with only one thing on our mind
Wipe this motherf**ker clean everybody gotta die
Up the steps got closer
The voices got louder you hear it
Death's approaching we comin for that powder
Then I knocked four times
And hit the hallway clear polish
Well she couldn't see s**t now what's it gonna be b***h