Get This Money
Jay Z feat. R. kelly Lyrics


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Yeah yeah
Damn it's hot
Like a muh'fucker
Yo Jigga
Whassup my nigga?
Pop that water
Fo'schizzle!
Yeah
Get'cha mind right, see'mon

Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh uh-uh - gettin that money my nigga
(woo.. woo.. woo.. woo..)
You better call the muh'fuckin cops
This is a crime, uh-uh, let's go

Keys to the Bentley, off to the club
Switchin lanes like what the..
Chick on the cell want to get with a bruh
But why'all know I don't love no.. (never love her)

She, say, she, slick
I'm, like, baby, please
She, say she's got a man
But what's that got to do with me? (f'real)

Some chicks like low-key
Wrists of, zero degrees
I'm, toxic off the Belve'
Two strippers, in my hotel suite

Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
For you haters, keepin up trauma
Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up (holla)

[Chorus]
You got what I want; I got what you need
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney
You got what I want; I got what you need
Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney

Ace hit the club 'bout five o'clock (woo!)
Hungry 'bout to hit the IHOP (let's go)
After that, menage-a-trois
And he out by seven o'clock (p-YOON)

'Cause I'm a baller, thought I told ya
Blue rocks lightin up my shoulders (bling!)
See why'all niggaz know why'all need to grow up
Your album ain't out, cause I'm the hold up (ha)

Busters want to hoop with me
Want to run our ways, doin R&B
I'll, creep creep, blink blink
Cross your ass over, take it from me

Fee fie and, foe fum-ah
Look out now, here I come-ah
Golddiggers, this you gets none of
Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up (holla)

[Chorus]

Pull up on the block, cran-apple Benz
White tank top, cran-apple trim
Egg-shaped watch, cran-apple gems
Dice hands 'side both of them

Two rolls and I leave with a stack
Off to the club, G's in in the back
V.I.P. nigga beez like that
When you gettin that money my nigga (get.. this.. mo-ney)

I spit this for my riders
Twenty-inch rims and wide body drivers
We can't let nothin stop us (get.. this.. mo-ney)
Young H-O-V-A

And the boy R. Kel', you know how we play
For that fetti, mayne, we'll let the lead rang
You young boyz ain't ready
You don't know NANN a nigga to NEAR Jigga

To NEAR as well as me and the boy Kel'
Yeah it's money, recognize the smell
And we up out this bitch, yell

[Chorus]

Gettin that money my nigga
Ha ha, ha ha
Ha ha ha ha ha ha
I gotta laugh at this shit (get.. this.. money)

Gettin this money my nigga
Yeah, ohh oh ohh oh
Oh it's too late to get scared niggaz (get.. this.. mo-ney)
It's way too late now..

Gettin this money my nigga (get.. this.. mo-ney)

[Chorus]





Gettin that money my nigga

Overall Meaning

"Get this Money" is a collaborative single by American rappers Jay-Z and R. Kelly. The song was first released in August 2002 as a part of their album, "Best of Both Worlds". The lyrics talk about the glamour of their lifestyle, highlighting their flashy cars, jewels, and VIP status. The song is mostly about getting money and enjoying the fruits of labor. Jay-Z and Kelly encourage listeners to get their minds right and focus on making money.


The opening lines show Jay-Z acknowledging the hot weather and then meeting with R. Kelly. They both pop water and Jay-Z encourages them to get their minds right. The song's main message is that it's time to make money and focus more on making cash flow than other unnecessary things. Some lyrics are about the luxurious things that people with money can afford, such as owning Bentleys, attending exclusive clubs, and having two strippers in a hotel suite. The chorus emphasizes collaborating with someone who has what you need to get money.


The second verse of the song is about Jay-Z's friend Ace, who goes to the club around 5 pm, stops at the IHOP restaurant, and then goes on to have a threesome. Jay-Z encourages his friend to hurry up and get out of there. He emphasizes that he is a baller, and his blue rocks are lighting up his shoulders. Some lyrics pertain to individuals wanting to compete with Jay-Z by doing both R&B and rap. Jay-Z emphasizes that he doesn't need to do any of that because he's got things under control.


Line by Line Meaning

Damn it's hot Like a muh'fucker
It's extremely hot outside, like it's unbearable


Whassup my nigga? Pop that water Fo'schizzle!
What's up my friend? Drink some water, for sure!


Get'cha mind right, see'mon
Focus and get your thoughts in order


Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh-uh Uh-uh uh-uh - gettin that money my nigga (woo.. woo.. woo.. woo..)
Uh-uh-uh, I'm getting that money my friend (woo.. woo.. woo.. woo..)


You better call the muh'fuckin cops This is a crime, uh-uh, let's go
You might as well call the police, this is so good that it's almost criminal


Keys to the Bentley, off to the club Switchin lanes like what the.. Chick on the cell want to get with a bruh But why'all know I don't love no.. (never love her)
Driving my Bentley to the club, changing lanes frequently. A woman on the phone wants to be with me, but everyone knows I don't love anyone


She, say, she, slick I'm, like, baby, please She, say she's got a man But what's that got to do with me? (f'real)
She says she's clever, I tell her to calm down. She says she has a man, but that doesn't concern me


Some chicks like low-key Wrists of, zero degrees I'm, toxic off the Belve' Two strippers, in my hotel suite
Some women like to keep things low-key. My wrist is covered in jewels and I'm drunk off of Belvedere vodka. Two strippers are in my hotel room


Fee fie and, foe fum-ah Look out now, here I come-ah For you haters, keepin up trauma Me and Jigga thugged out on the come up (holla)
Fee fie and, foe fum-ah, look out now, here I come-ah. For all you haters who cause trouble, Jigga and I are strong and successful


You got what I want; I got what you need Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney
You have what I want; I have what you need. Let's work together to get this money


Ace hit the club 'bout five o'clock (woo!) Hungry 'bout to hit the IHOP (let's go) After that, menage-a-trois And he out by seven o'clock (p-YOON)
Ace went to the club around 5 o'clock and is hungry enough to go to IHOP. After that, he had a threesome and is done by 7 o'clock


'Cause I'm a baller, thought I told ya Blue rocks lightin up my shoulders (bling!) See why'all niggaz know why'all need to grow up Your album ain't out, cause I'm the hold up (ha)
I'm a successful baller, and you already knew it. My jewelry is stunning and expensive. You guys need to grow up, and your album isn't out yet because I'm the reason for the hold up (got that power)


Busters want to hoop with me Want to run our ways, doin R&B I'll, creep creep, blink blink Cross your ass over, take it from me
People who aren't able to stand up to me want to play some basketball or sing R&B with me. I'll creep up on them and steal the show


Pull up on the block, cran-apple Benz White tank top, cran-apple trim Egg-shaped watch, cran-apple gems Dice hands 'side both of them
I drive to the block in my cran-apple Benz with a white tank top and matching cran-apple trim. My watch looks like an egg and is covered in cran-apple gems. I also have dice in my hands


Two rolls and I leave with a stack Off to the club, G's in the back V.I.P. nigga beez like that When you gettin that money my nigga (get.. this.. mo-ney)
I roll two dice and win a stack of cash. Then it's off to the club with my G's in the back. The VIP treatment is how it is when we're getting that money (get this money)


I spit this for my riders Twenty-inch rims and wide body drivers We can't let nothin stop us (get.. this.. mo-ney) Young H-O-V-A And the boy R. Kel', you know how we play
I'm spitting this for my people who ride with me, who have twenty-inch rims and wide body cars. We can't let anything hold us back when getting this money (get this money). I'm Young H-O-V-A, and you know how R. Kelly and I play


For that fetti, mayne, we'll let the lead rang You young boyz ain't ready You don't know NANN a nigga to NEAR Jigga To NEAR as well as me and the boy Kel'
For that money, we'll use force to get it done. You young guys aren't ready, you don't know anyone remotely like Jigga. Not even as close as me and R. Kelly


Yeah it's money, recognize the smell And we up out this bitch, yell
Yeah, there's money around here. You can smell it. And we're leaving this place now, let's go


Gettin that money my nigga Ha ha, ha ha Ha ha ha ha ha ha I gotta laugh at this shit (get.. this.. money)
Getting that money, my friend. Ha ha, ha ha. Ha ha ha ha ha ha. I have to laugh because of this fantastic fortune (get this money)


Gettin this money my nigga Yeah, ohh oh ohh oh Oh it's too late to get scared niggaz (get.. this.. mo-ney) It's way too late now..
Getting this money, my friend. Yeah, ohh oh ohh oh. It's too late to be scared now, let's get this money. It's way too late now


Gettin this money my nigga (get.. this.. mo-ney)
Getting this money, my friend (get this money)


[Chorus] You got what I want; I got what you need Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney You got what I want; I got what you need Let's put it together; get, this, mo-ney
You have what I want, and I have what you need. Let's come together and get this money




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: SAMUEL J BARNES, SHAWN CARTER, SHAWN C CARTER, ROBERT S KELLY

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Comments from YouTube:

@LorenzDominique

This song is underrated imo. Lol. It lives in my brain rent free.

@KUANAJ

Always a banger.
Man if they would have not split much more fire to come. Same as Jay and Ye.

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