Letras:
Romeo Get Money

[Hook: x4] Get Money, Get Cash Let Them Haters Hate [Verse 1: Romeo] I live for good cream The fens they want me I'm not cooked coke But I feed the dope

(feat. C-Los) [Hook: x4] Get Money, Get Cash Let Them Haters Hate [Verse 1: Romeo] I live for good cream The fens they want me I'm not cooked coke

500 million, that's your homey though Took your man hood, gave your shit to Lil'Romeo This nigga, 5 foot 2, talkin' that big shit You got +5 On It+? that money

I'm CIA, y'all nuttin' but beat cops I rock like my ma's mean, name is cocaine Place you on my A-fiend list and pay you 'cane Think you can handle? Not get

never rains around here it just comes pouring down And your new Romeo was just a gigolo when he let you down see the faster they are babe the faster they get

keep enough lettuce To support your shoe fetish Lifestyles so rich and famous Robin Leach will get jelous Half a million for the stones Takin trips from here to Rome So If you aint got no money

'm only ya son I told you one day I'll get you a home But I didn't know it would possibly be in Rome She told me don't wait on nobody Get your own, so

difference it makes ev'ry day. [Mrs. Brice:] Send me a letter, You'll write me a resume [Mrs. Strakosh:] Just take me and Dave-- [Mrs. Brice:] Romeo and

you A Popeyes bitch, you the type to get some money go spend it on some boots, Save just enough for some douche for ya cooch, it ain't about money You