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Uh, uh-huh
Amil-lion, yeah, Roc-a-fella (oh)
What? Uh
Uh-huh (oh yeah)
(Oh)
I got that
(Beyoncé, Trackmasters) uh-huh, yo, yo
I make niggas pay like baby
Owe like they stole
On sometin' fame, I got that from Hov
Plus, I got my own bread
You ain't gotta wave dinner over my head
I got that
And you can't leave me stranded
'Cause I got a ride back, and besides that
What chick you know that cock Glocks back?
Eight in the back, they rockin' hot jacks
In high heels, mini skirts and thighs fat
My stacks like the
International Pancake House or whatever avenue
I got that, uh, I got that
Think I need you 'cause the rent is due?
You can be outta here, baby (baby)
'Cause I got it (hey)
I got it, I got it
'Cause cash, coupes, credit cards
All the exotic things, baby (oh-oh)
I got it (I got it)
I got it, I got it
Ever since cats found out I ran with the Roc
They wanna take a closer look, wanna examine the box
Magazines want cameras to pop
They wanna catch me in the nude like a Samantha Fox
Listen dude, but I got dollars and cents
You don't gotta promise me to pay my rent
I got that
Catch me a drop black, playing Speedy Gonzalez
Toes never unpolished
The way I be dressin', dudes wanna toss the salad
The way I be dressin' got broads acting childish
But I pay my own bills
Amil-lion always has and always will, y'all got that?
Think I need you 'cause the rent is due?
You can be outta here, baby (baby)
'Cause I got it (I got, I got it)
I got it, I got it (I got, I got it)
'Cause cash, coupes, credit cards (oh-oh)
All the exotic things, baby
I got it (did you hear me? I got it)
I got it, I got it
I got that
The house that you live in
I got that
The bed that you sleep in
I got that
The Benz that you're drivin'
I got that, I got that
I got that
The ice that you're wearin'
I got that
So why you complainin'?
I got that
Who you gamin'?
I got that, I got that
I got that
Yo, my life's still on
Gas bill caught up
Indian Amil, call me chief runnin' water
Cable still in order
Phone still dials out
Money still long but my patience got shorter (oh)
You can leave me, but gimme everything I bought you
Like you leaving me was some type of torture (oh)
I don't need no man to
Do for Amil what Amil can do, you got that?
Think I need you 'cause the rent is due?
You can be outta here, baby
'Cause I got it (I got it)
I got it, I got it (I got it)
'Cause cash, coupes, credit cards (credit card)
All the exotic things, baby
I got it (I got it)
I got it, I got it (baby)
Think I need you 'cause the rent is due?
You can be outta here, baby (the house you live in)
'Cause I got it (the bed you sleep in)
I got it, I got it (I got it)
'Cause cash, coupes, credit cards (the cash you're spendin')
All the exotic things, baby (the ice that you're wearin')
I got it (I got it)
I got it, I got it (I got it)
(That's right, baby)
(Amil-lion, uh)
(I got this, what?)
WRITERS
Leshan Lewis, Shawn C. Carter, Jean Claude Oliver, Samuel J. Barnes, Amil B. Whitehead, Makeda Davis, Tamy Lester Smith
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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