"I Get Money [Forbes 1-2-3 Remix]" Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent]
The Giants play in New York, Forbes, 1,2,3

[Sample Courtesy Of "Top Billin" By Audio Two]
(50 Cent)
I Get Money I-I Get Money I-I Get I Get I Get I Get
(Remix!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!!)

[Chorus]

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Come on man I'm hot now, drop now, top down I got style
Been around the block pal imagine what I got now
The Bentley the Ferrari, maybe the Bulgari
Range and Maserati I got 'em all got damn
My money, my, my, my money, long
I blackout and break a bat over your a** like Barry Bonds
I get it! I'm down for the jooks now what's up I'm with it
I'm wit it! I told you I was gonna cake up I did it
I did it! N****s tryin to show me how to ball
Man they tryin to buy some Gucci, I'm tryin to buy the mall
(Oh yeah!)
I ain't came to get a little bit I'm tryin to get it all
My new b**** a cool b**** I'm fittin to make her spoiled
If my watch is right, my stocks is right
But don't be shocked tonight, if you get shot tonight
Still gutter like a motherf***er
Chipped up don't be surprised when I grip up
You slip up you could get it

[Chorus: Sample Courtesy Of "Top Billin" By Audio Two]
(50 Cent) (*50 Cent adlib 1,2,3)(**Diddy)
I Get Money, Money I Got (I, I Get it) (*1,2,3) (**OH!!!)
I-I Get Money, Money I Got (I, I Get it) (*1,2,3) (**OH!!!)
I-I Get Money, Money I Got (Yeah) (*1,2,3) (**OH!!!)
Money-Money I Got, Money-Money I Got (I Run New York!!!)
I Get Money, Money I Got (I, I Get it) (*1,2,3)
(**Alot of money on this record man!!!)
I-I Get Money, Money I Got (I, I Get it) (*1,2,3)
(**I like bein around money man!!!)
I-I Get Money, Money I Got (Yeah) (*1,2,3)
(**Oh it's three the hard way baby!!!!!)
Money-Money I Got, Money-Money I Got
(**You know my motherf***in name!!! I own New York!!!)

[Verse 2: Diddy]
Uh! Bo knows but Diddy did it (Yeah)
Cars, jewelry and big homes yeah Diddy did it
Shootouts, coastal peace yeah Diddy did it
But my lawyers so good that Diddy got aquitted
I met J. Lopez out in St. Tropez
While you was ridin around in Miami on Mopeds
Yeaaaaaaaah! Oh you just got here
I been doin this s*** for over ten years (Ha, Ha!)
I am chillin, in Sean John denim
N**** I don't walk nowhere I'm four wheelin
Champagne spillin, chillin, no ceilin
Stealin a quarter million, feelin, ice grillin
Hit the avenue, earthquake up the morgue
Give Jacob a call then make a withdrawal
Face on the forbes in '94 I did it
Don't like it I'm a Bad Boy now let's get it come on!!!

[Chorus]

[Bridge: 50 Cent] (Jay-Z)
I get the pounds, to pesos, to yeeeeen (yeah)
I celebrate and I'm fresh out the peeeeen (yeah)
I'm a hustler, I'm back at it agaaaaain (uh ha)
I'm bad and I don't play pretend - F*** WIT 'EM JAY!!

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
I'm a hustler, baby! Can't escape my past
When I flip Rocawear, I told 'em give me money cash
Yeaaaah, checks might bounce
Alphabet boys might check my counts
Still hustlin, baby! Hurry up, kill me
I'm already the goat next stop is the billy
Young turbo, six speed 9/11
I'm revvin, I'm tryin not to spill my Merlot
Where my girl go, on world tour
Ladies I'm back on the street like a mount on a furlow
I'm back clubbin, Ace of Spade bubblin
Drink it from the bottle, who the f*** need a bucket?!
I'm killin the block, most for whips
So I'm killing the roof, like Michael Vick
Yeaaaah! Just call me forbes.com
Incase y'all forget New York is still mine I get it!

[Chorus]

[Outro]
HO!!! HEY!!! (I, I Get It) HO!!! HEY!!! (I, I Get It)
HO!!! HEY!!! (Yeah!!!) HO!!! HEY!!! (I Run New York!!!)
HO!!! HEY!!! (I, I Get It) HO!!! HEY!!! (I, I Get It)
HO!!! HEY!!! (Yeah!!!) HO!!! HEY!!! (Yeah! I Run New York!!!)