Got My Own lyrics

by

Pharrell Williams


This one right here goes out to everybody in this motherf*cker that don't need sh*t from nobody. They don't need nothing from nobody. They got they own, hey!

I got my own, got my own!
I got my own, now!
Don't need no n*gga to buy me sh*t
Don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
Hell no!
I got my own, got my own! (Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!

Snoop, Snoop!

I don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
See that whip outside? Yeah, that's my whip
Baby girl right there? Yeah, that's my b*tch
Everything 'bout me? All brand new sh*t!

Old 7 coupe with the blue-red top
Money, green shoes, man, sh*t don't stop
It goes on, and on, and on
Independent with the bidness
Man, my ??'s long

And I did it by my own
I'm the one and only
Snoop Don Coolio, BIATCH!
So break bread and fake ??
Cuz I'm throwing money in the air cuz I ??
[Hook]
Don't need no n*gga to buy me sh*t
Don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
Hell no!
I got my own, got my own! (Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!
Don't need no n*gga to buy me sh*t
Don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
Hell no!
I got my own, got my own! (Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!

I'm fresh to death like the million bucks
I put all my Louie hat with the crip blue chucks
I stepped out the coupe the b*tch said "Oh, no!"
Easy, girlfriend, b*tch, I gotta go

Plus! /that brand new coupe came out
Store's sold out cuz the Snoop came out
What you n*ggas thinking about?
I got my own money loc, you gotta ?? in my house

I got Scrooge McDuck paper, internet paper
Even got a little bit of Bill Gates paper
Some opera paper, some dope boy paper
Holla at the D-O-double G about paper!
[Hook]
Don't need no n*gga to buy me sh*t
Don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
Hell no!
I got my own, got my own! (Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!
Don't need no n*gga to buy me sh*t
Don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
Hell no!
I got my own, got my own! (Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!

One-one-two!
Anybody gettin' paper?
Tell me who the hell's gettin' paper?
You don't need no paper!
Hands in the air if you really gettin' paper!

This goes out to my people gettin' money
Hustle on the block all day gettin' money
Dancin' on the pole and nothin' get money
Wrong or right my people get yo money!

A lot of fake ballers has grown
Fronting in the club man you n*ggas is joke
Sneaking in the VIP
Got kicked out? Cuz, you should've mentioned me!
[Hook]
Don't need no n*gga to buy me sh*t
Don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
Hell no!
I got my own, got my own! (Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!
Don't need no n*gga to buy me sh*t
Don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
Hell no!
I got my own, got my own! (Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!
Don't need no n*gga to buy me sh*t
Don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
Hell no!
I got my own, got my own! (Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!
Don't need no n*gga to buy me sh*t
Don't need no chick to buy me sh*t
Hell no!
I got my own, got my own! (Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!
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