G.Y.M. lyrics

by

Too $hort


[Intro: Too $hort]
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money

[Chorus: Mitch]
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money

[Verse 1: Mitch]
She been gettin' bread, she been stackin' hundreds
All her homegirls, they really on it
And she got her own crib with the gate
And a couple hundred bands in the safe
Don't need a n*gga for nothin'
Know the streets, she ain't no dummy
Walkin' 'round, smellin' like money
pus*y clean, taste like honey
Bills paid and she livin' lovely
Never at home, she be at the country
(No, no, no, no, no)
Lil' mama know she bad and she paid, steady gettin' that bread
[Chorus: Mitch]
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money

[Verse 2: Too $hort]
b*tch
Don't tell 'em how you get it (You a hustler), don't say sh*t
How you get a brand new whip? (That's right)
Your n*gga must've bought that, huh
Give a f*ck what he think, don't tell his ass nothin' (Tell him sh*t)
Can't tell hoes what to do
He ain't no pimp, he don't make more than you
He got mad when he found (What? What?)
You bought a new car and you bought a house
He said you only like n*ggas with lil' di*ks
'Cause he don't know what to do with a baller b*tch (f*ck him)
f*ck that excuse, you can't handle the truth
She get money, she got more bands than you
In the club, she got more fans than you
And in the streets she do things you can't never do (Like what?)
Like gettin' money with these real n*ggas
A lot of y'all scary like lil' b*tches (b*tch)
[Chorus: Mitch]
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money

[Outro: Too $hort]
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
Don't worry 'bout a n*gga, get your money
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