Kardinal Offishall Lyrics

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Gotta Get It Lyrics

f/ Saukrates

 

 INTRO [Kardinal Offishall]

 It's a Kardi Kardi party, what!

 What, yeah

 Yo this be the Kardi Kardi party, what!

 [Saukrates]

 Anybody coming through here, gotta expect

 The hottest, hottest, hottest hottest

 The hottest hottest shit for real

 [Kardinal Offishall] {Saukrates}

 Yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas}

 Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas}

 Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas}

 Niggas know

 

 [Saukrates]

 I ain't spittin', I hock a luggy

 This ain't no motherfu---- verse, I write movies

 Picture this, how a nigga get sicker than itchy syphilis

 Burn radio waves 'til I hit your bitch Christmas list

 Ha, I drop rocks like a fifty cent piece from Terror's twenty

 Aimed at your Bentley son

 Number one when my shard be blast

 Mix with hash, made your heart beat fast

 [Kardinal Offishall]

 Back at your ass in full flash

 Come to mash every last class of (emcee)

 Pass the baton when I get on

 And go on until I got it on

 Spark it up and inhale this (emcee)

 Masterly, masterfully I be the (emcee)

 So many can't rock the mic, so they hold the glock tight

 And I give thanks I wasn't born a sucker

 Pucker for this hard fist lyricist

 'Nuff butter like BBJ's grocery list

 [Saukrates]

 Yo, hoes be this hoes be that

 Bet if I flash this watch my nigga, that hoe be back

 And I ain't even rocking a Rolly or fronting with cash

 I'm at the bar with George Costanza arguing for tax

 The first to let you know, get some flood insurance

 It ain't a rare occurrence when I overflow

 You'll be backstrokin' from Alaska to Oakland

 When me and my Circle be in a yacht... (floating) *echo*

 

 CHORUS [YLook] {Saukrates} (Kardinal)

 You know this money man

 Got us acting funny man

 We sick of living crummy man

 We got to get this money man

 (New houses), {got, got to get it}

 (Real figures by the thousands), {got, got to get it}

 (Big stacks for the family), {got, got to get it}

 (Big tunes playing annually), {got, got to get it}

 

 [Kardinal Offishall] {Saukrates}

 Yo, easy rude bwoy, give me a little second to breeze through

 We make the track jump, so it's hard to roll trees to

 No matter give me no daps nigga, I ain't trying to please you

 Want to flow with me, can't afford the fees duke

 Claiming street raps when Jeff Healey could see through

 Your wonder bra rah rah, {garbage like bad pot}

 Go ahead like punk trick and watch where you land

 I'm a shady black slim, you a nigga I can't stand

 Move! kid, this some celebrity next shit

 Step up and watch the next celebrity hanging by they necklace

 Peasants! Think about what you getting into

 We hardcore, bump those little fist fights we've been through

 We done did it, never mind can or can do

 We trying to make it easier for our fam to Land Cruise

 You sell the same weed at the same spot

 We graduated to the high grade lyrics pon cock

 [Saukrates] {Kardinal}

 I've been autobahn rhyme ever since primetime

 Saw George and Wheezy sipping on fine wine

 The ghetto scream {rewind} like daylight savings time

 Bring it back, firing legal hollows out the Ac'

 {Who's that?} MC's of leisure, Sauk and Kardinal

 We bring the ebony stone, now watch me carve it out

 Bump my shit in tenement housing

 It's a vocal revolution for 2000... "1!"

 

 CHORUS

 

 [KO] Ayo, you better come strapped when we attack

 [S] 'Cause only strapped cats have a shot at the rap

 [KO] Bullet holes in the map leave a trail to where we at

 But stop short of we

 [S] We got them sucking the bowl like they speaking Portuguese

 So bitch freeze, your motivation evident

 Rhymes milky, chocolate has heaven sent

 [KO] Ayo, I'm older now, arguing with back clerks

 And presidents and crack heads smoking too close to the residence

 What!

 

 [Kardinal Offishall] {Saukrates}

 Yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas}

 Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas}

 Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas}

 Yo yo yo, {you bitch ass niggas}

 

 [YLook]

 You know this money man

 Got us acting funny man

 We sick of living crummy man

 We got to get this money man

 

 [Kardinal Offishall]

 Yo, big Sox, Kardinal Offishall

 Circle IV, big YLook, cousin Spoke

 Let the motherfu---- beat ride

 

 Don't sleep niggas