JAY-Z & R. Kelly - Get This Money Lyrics

Released: March 26, 2002

Songwriter: JAY-Z R. Kelly

Producer: R. Kelly

[Intro: Jay-Z, R. Kelly & Both]
Yeah yeah
Damn it's hot
Like a muh'fucker
Yo Jigga
Whassup my nigga?
Pop that water
Fo'schizzle! Hahahahaha
Yeah
Get'cha mind right, c'mon
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh uh-uh - gettin' that money my nigga
Woo.. woo.. woo.. woo..
You better call the muh'fuckin' cops
This is a crime, uh-uh, let's go

[Verse 1: R. Kelly (Jay-Z)]
Keys to the Bentley, off to the club
Switchin' lanes like what the..
Chick on the cell wanna get with a bruh
But y'all know I don't love no.. (never love her)
She, say, she, slick
I'm, like, baby, please
She, say she's got a man
But what's that got to do with me? (f'real)
Some chicks like low-key
Wrists of, zero degrees (uhh)
I'm, toxic off the Belve'
Two strippers, in my hotel suite
Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
For you haters, keepin' up trauma
Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up (holla)

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
You got what I want; I got what you need
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney
You got what I want; I got what you need
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney

[Verse 2: R. Kelly (Jay-Z)]
Ace hit the club 'bout five o'clock (woo!)
Hungry 'bout to hit the IHOP (let's go)
After that, ménage à trois
And he out by seven o'clock (p-YOON!)
'Cause I'm a baller, thought I told ya
Blue rocks lightin' up my shoulders (bling!)
See y'all niggas know y'all need to grow up
Your album ain't out, 'cause I'm the hold up (ha)
Busters wanna hoop with me
Well I weren't always doin' R&B
I'll, creep creep, blink blink
Cross your ass over, take it from me
Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
Gold diggers, this you gets none of
Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up (holla)

[Chorus: R. Kelly]
You got what I want; I got what you need
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney
You got what I want; I got what you need
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney

[Verse 3: Jay-Z (R. Kelly)]
Pull up on the block, cran-apple Benz
White tank top, cran-apple trim
Egg-shaped watch, cran-apple gems
Dice hands 'side both of them
Two rolls and I leave with a stack
Off to the club, G's in in the back
V.I.P. nigga beez like that
When you gettin' that money, my nigga (get.. this.. mo-ney)
I spit this for my riders
Twenty-inch rims and wide body drivers
We can't let nothin' stop us (get.. this.. mo-ney)
Young H-O-V-A
And the boy R. Kel', you know how we play
For that fetti, mayne, we'll let the lead rang
You young boys ain't ready
You don't know NANN a nigga to go NEAR Jigga
To do NEAR as well as me and the boy Kel'
Yeah it's money, recognize the smell
And we up out this bitch, yell, Kel...

[Chorus: R. Kelly (Jay-Z)]
You got what I want (geah); I got what you need (geah)
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney
You got what I want (geah); I got what you need (geah geah)
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney

[Break: Jay-Z (R. Kelly)]
Gettin' that money my nigga
Ha ha, ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
I gotta laugh at this shit (get.. this.. money)
Gettin' this money my nigga
Yeah, ohh oh ohh oh
Oh it's too late to get scared niggas (get.. this.. mo-ney)
It's way too late now..
.. gettin' this money my nigga (get.. this.. mo-ney)

[Chorus: R. Kelly (Jay-Z)]
You got what I want; I got what you need (Kel's)
Let's put it together; (Young H-O, haha) get, this, mo-ney (holla)
You got what I want; I got what you need
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney
(Gettin that money my nigga)

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