Drumma Boy - Get Your Money Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Giggs] Imma let 'em 'ave it. Half a box on the scales hurry up and bag it Bag it, wrap it, tie it, wrap it, wrap it sh**'s moving mad fast hurry up and grab it We bus it up with magic. Putting too much mix you f**ing up the package Sometimes a brick's mad tough hurry up and smash it It's like a factory the way we got them packs inside Had a bad day looking for a strap to buy And i'm [?] trying to get my stacks to fly And the is scale f**ing up i think the battery died In the back seat, get my n***a lap to drive The one that banned me is f**ing up my cash supply Understand me n***a when the packs arrive Imma bust it up and get that f**ing maxi size [Hook] Get your money up, n***a get your money up Get your money up, n***a get your money up Get your money up, Get your money up Get your money up, n***a get your money up [Verse 2: Giggs] See the way I show n***as get their money up If you know you get it in then put your collar up Put your pounds up, put your dollars up Feds tried to jump me but i swallowed them f** that I'm ignoring them [?] for some 36 more and he borrowed them so i followed him Well you can get 'em back tomorrow then sh**'s nuts now i got mad people to see In a rush now, got to meet Peter and Lee And i got to meet Rita and Stevie for three Tell 'em all 45 and that's as sweet as can be Now other n***as trapping looking measly to me n***as with some big business want to reason with me And the reason being cause i got greasiest team Hollowman, SN1 i brought some [?] to see [Hook] Get your money up, n***a get your money up Get your money up, n***a get your money up Get your money up, Get your money up Get your money up, n***a get your money up