Mr. Get Dough - Drakeo The Ruler, Mustard

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mustard on the beat ho

Oh lord, there go them two greedy bastards

I just want to buy a Masi just to say I crashed it

Forty bands, had to thank the chink when I grabbed it

Oh lord, I love being a joint, it’s fantastic

Keeping it clammy you know we riding on stocks

And we in Rosemead, so yes I had to bring the box

Stanleys out, you know they had to bring the cops

We go on high speed chases, couldn’t get me if I’m God

But I’m not, pops on my knots

Mr. Get Guap, that’s Mr. Get Dough, AKA Mr. Mos

Walking out the house with the stove

Lingo bingo, call me Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, and what we tell the bitches

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint

Been Bentley auction bidding, got Universal bidding

Get in where you fit in or you’re clipped like a split end

Get them for the fid-o, distribute for the tit-en

I hope you protect that same shit you representing

I live life seldom, I fucked you welcome

Macklemore sixes, in the six ducking 12

Hoes on me like velcro, bitches can’t spell no

Titties pussy fat, flat back like an elbow

Shoot it 'til my arm hurt, trying to hit the point

I can’t serve with no bitch 'til she fucking Choice

Puffing my stuff in the cut is the ointment

Oh you just finding out I’ve been a joint, bitch?

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, and what we tell the bitches

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint

I recall getting booked without a page count

Nigga bailed out and went to playhouse

It’s really elementary how it played out

Could’ve came in the industry and went the safe route

Oh no, now we O.M.M.I.O bosses

A band on Philippe, had the taste for they sauces

Ain’t taking losses, race of the horses

Stumbled out your closet, a safe full of charges

Cautious, Bitch I’ve been a joint since the old Chronic

All these rappers getting gassed like the stove probably

On my mama nigga, I don’t owe nobody

We done flipped pennies, now they Foamposites

Mr. LA and

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough, Mr. Get Dough

Mr. Get Dough, and what we tell the bitches

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint, bitch I’ve been a joint

Bitch I’ve been a joint