Get It
Too $hort Lyrics
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And then you gon' just keep goin' to the next verse
Short Dog in the house, fuckin' with my nigga E.S.G
That's right, we love gettin' this money
It's all I think about, how the fuck I'ma get paid, bitch
Makin' my mail, what the hell, whatever I say gon' be pure
E.S. Short with 2G, we floss a Bentley Azur
The platinum bling, baby, turn on the screens, baby
Seven figga team, baby, Houston's bomb is back
DTS be the Lac, we signin' Shaq contracts
Ninja bikes with blue lights, we spinnin' 'em cuz
Young Don draped in Sean John, we millennium thugs
Drive my widebody wreckless, in Texas I got the best flow
So much ice up on my chest, look like a chubby Eskimo
Wreckshop be the team, sticky green wherever I go
Say D-Reck let up the wings, on the new Diablo
Tell Pablo, I got work all through the Dirty 3rd
They love sippin' syrup and doin' the dirty bird
Park my 20's on the curb when I fall through Justice
Freaky tales of movin' yayo, but makin' mail is the subject
(Cash money, feddy or chips)
Short Dog, baby, I make 'em work them hips
(Cash money, feddy or cheese)
E.S.G. or Cedric Sosa, droppin' C.D.'s like they ki's
And you get it how you love it, do you love it how you get it?
Takin' thirty-six and whip it up, and bringin' back sixty
Do you love it how you get it, get it how you love it
(Freaky tales of movin' yayo, but makin' mail is the subject)
Uh-huh, I love to get it all the time, get mine
Pimpin' hoes all the time, spittin' rhymes
I catch a flight, from ATL to H-Town
The whole United States is my personal playground
I wake up in Texas, go to sleep in Cali
In a brand new Benz, buyin' weed in the alley
Thirty minutes later, like a true player
I'm in a high-class restaurant, dressed like a square
With a stuck up, light-skinned long-haired bitch
She ain't gold-diggin', she just goin' on this dick
Buyin' me gifts, I'm on her Christmas list
It's just because the way, I spit this shit
I said fuck my birthday, fuck a holiday
If you wanna be with me, bitch, you gotta pay
This ain't no free ride, you ain't on vacation
This is real game, this ain't Sony Playstation
(Cash money, feddy or chips)
Short Dog, baby, I make 'em work them hips
(Cash money, feddy or cheese)
E.S.G. or Cedric Sosa, droppin' C.D.'s like they ki's
And you get it how you love it, do you love it how you get it?
Takin' thirty-six and whip it up, and bringin' back sixty
Do you love it how you get it, get it how you love it
(Freaky tales of movin' yayo, but makin' mail is the subject)
I'm talkin' twenty bedrooms, five-car garage
Full house of endo, two gallons of bar
Southside superstars, we fill up ki's in the spa
Robber skit watchin' flicks, from the screens in my car
'Bout to crack the concrete, eight fifteen's beat
Me and my playas out in Vegas, in them Don King suites
Rolodex full of freaks, they wanna meet Cedric Sosa
Last Christmas I went out and bought my niece a roller coaster
Know the Fed's are 'pose to, think I'm still servin' drugs
'Cause of the church stained windows and new Persian rugs
Marble floors, marble tubs, phone taps, and bugs
Superbowl in Atlanta, at Chilly Mystrug
Nowadays we be dealin' with money and power
Drop vets Eddie Bauer, got Denalis and Prowlers
I'm the man of the hour, sellin' flower for riches
When I die I wanna ride out, in a hearse on switches
Embarrass snitches, like a Texas A&M bonfire
Hell with a Blair Witch, I tear up shit by the gunfire
Young esquire, wise guy extraordinaire
In the Forbes 2000, you best believe I'm in there, get my
(Cash money, feddy or chips)
Short Dog, baby, I make 'em work them hips
(Cash money, feddy or cheese)
E.S.G. or Cedric Sosa, droppin' C.D.'s like they ki's
And you get it how you love it, do you love it how you get it?
Takin' thirty-six and whip it up, and bringin' back sixty
Do you love it how you get it, get it how you love it
(Freaky tales of movin' yayo, but makin' mail is the subject)
In Too $hort's song Get It, he raps about his love for making money and the way he goes about getting it. He mentions his partnerships with E.S.G., car flossing, and chasing wealth. Too $hort raps about taking cocaine and turning it into a profit, with freaky tales of moving illegal substances around. The chorus shifts towards newfound affluence as the artists go from bragging about earning their money to spending it lavishly on luxurious items, private jets, and high-end meals.
Too $hort's "Get It" is an unapologetic display of his desire to acquire as much wealth as possible. Throughout the song, he even grants advice on how to make and hold onto fortune. One way is to never stop hustling, and as soon as one check is cashed, he's already thinking about the next. Whether it be drug-dealing, pimping, or rapping, Too $hort advises to find a way to get paid and stick with it. The attitude on this track is all about securing the bag and flaunting that wealth for the world to see.
The artist's flow is leisurely, and the tempo of the beat is quite slow. The song features heavy bass with faint hi-hats, with the chorus adding a little earworm of a melody emphasizing the repetition of the message, "Get it how you love it, do you love it how you get it?" For Too $hort fans, this song serves as a testament to his persona and lyricism. He paints himself as a true hustler, and each line conveys that he's in the game for real.
Line by Line Meaning
Put the talk on the beginnin' right now, alright
Let's cut straight to the point and begin this song
And then you gon' just keep goin' to the next verse
Once the song starts, we'll keep rolling forward
Short Dog in the house, fuckin' with my nigga E.S.G
I'm Too $hort, and I'm collaborating with my friend E.S.G
That's right, we love gettin' this money
We enjoy making and collecting money
It's all I think about, how the fuck I'ma get paid, bitch
Making money is always at the forefront of my mind
Makin' my mail, what the hell, whatever I say gon' be pure
I'm making money and speaking truth in my lyrics
E.S. Short with 2G, we floss a Bentley Azur
Both E.S.G and I drive a luxurious Bentley Azur
Toss my lure, ain't none purer, hook you like a fiend, baby
I'm luring and hooking you in with my smooth flow
The platinum bling, baby, turn on the screens, baby
My jewelry is expensive and shines brightly
Seven figga team, baby, Houston's bomb is back
We have a team making millions, and we're representing Houston
DTS be the Lac, we signin' Shaq contracts
We're signing lucrative contracts with basketball player Shaq's brand
Ninja bikes with blue lights, we spinnin' 'em cuz
We enjoy riding around on fast, flashy motorcycles
Young Don draped in Sean John, we millennium thugs
We're young and stylish, with Sean John clothing, and embody a rebellious attitude
Drive my widebody wreckless, in Texas I got the best flow
I drive my expensive, flashy car recklessly in Texas because I feel confident and have great flow as a rapper there
So much ice up on my chest, look like a chubby Eskimo
I have so much expensive jewelry on my chest that I resemble a chubby Eskimo
Wreckshop be the team, sticky green wherever I go
Wreckshop is our team, and we always have high-quality marijuana with us
Say D-Reck let up the wings, on the new Diablo
I'm telling my friend D-Reck to make the wings on my new sports car (Diablo) higher
Tell Pablo, I got work all through the Dirty 3rd
I'm communicating with someone named Pablo, and letting them know I have drugs for sale in the southern area of the United States known as the Dirty 3rd
They love sippin' syrup and doin' the dirty bird
People in the Dirty 3rd love drinking codeine syrup and doing a popular dance called the Dirty Bird
Park my 20's on the curb when I fall through Justice
I park my expensive 20-inch wheels on the street when I visit a club called Justice
Freaky tales of movin' yayo, but makin' mail is the subject
I may have some scandalous stories about selling drugs, but the topic of this song is making money
(Cash money, feddy or chips)
We're talking about making money, whether it's cash, checks, or chips (casino chips)
Short Dog, baby, I make 'em work them hips
I make women dance suggestively to my music
(Cash money, feddy or cheese)
Again, we're talking about making money, whether it's cash, checks, or cheese (slang for money)
E.S.G. or Cedric Sosa, droppin' C.D.'s like they ki's
Both E.S.G and I are releasing CDs and we're promoting them like drugs (ki's)
And you get it how you love it, do you love it how you get it?
Everyone has their own way of making money, and they enjoy it in their own way
Takin' thirty-six and whip it up, and bringin' back sixty
We're taking 36 ounces of drugs and turning it into 60, making a profit
Do you love it how you get it, get it how you love it
Again, everyone has their own way of making money and enjoying life
(Freaky tales of movin' yayo, but makin' mail is the subject)
Once again, we may have some scandalous stories about selling drugs, but the topic of this song is making money
Uh-huh, I love to get it all the time, get mine
I love making money and I do it all the time
Pimpin' hoes all the time, spittin' rhymes
Aside from making money, I also enjoy pimping women and rapping
I catch a flight, from ATL to H-Town
I'm traveling from Atlanta to Houston by plane
The whole United States is my personal playground
I feel like I can travel around the entire United States and do what I please
I wake up in Texas, go to sleep in Cali
I'm constantly on the move, waking up in Texas one day and going to bed in California the next
In a brand new Benz, buyin' weed in the alley
I bought a new Mercedes-Benz and now I'm buying marijuana in a shady alley
Thirty minutes later, like a true player
I only spend a short amount of time buying drugs, because I'm smooth and efficient
I'm in a high-class restaurant, dressed like a square
I'm dressed in formal, respectable clothing while eating at a fancy restaurant
With a stuck up, light-skinned long-haired bitch
I'm with an arrogant, light-skinned woman with long hair
She ain't gold-diggin', she just goin' on this dick
She's not after my money, she's just interested in having sex with me
Buyin' me gifts, I'm on her Christmas list
She's buying me presents, and I'm on her gift list
It's just because the way, I spit this shit
She's attracted to me because of my rapping skills and the way I present myself
I said fuck my birthday, fuck a holiday
I don't care about celebrating my birthday or holidays
If you wanna be with me, bitch, you gotta pay
If you want to date me, you need to offer me money
This ain't no free ride, you ain't on vacation
I'm not providing a free ride or vacation for anyone
This is real game, this ain't Sony Playstation
This is real life, not just a video game like Playstation
I'm talkin' twenty bedrooms, five-car garage
I have a huge house with twenty bedrooms and a five-car garage
Full house of endo, two gallons of bar
I have plenty of marijuana and a lot of alcohol
Southside superstars, we fill up ki's in the spa
We're famous on the south side of Houston, and we fill up drugs (ki's) in the spa
Robber skit watchin' flicks, from the screens in my car
We're watching movies about robbery on the screens in my car
'Bout to crack the concrete, eight fifteen's beat
Our music has a strong beat that's about to crack the concrete
Me and my playas out in Vegas, in them Don King suites
My friends and I are staying in luxurious suites in Las Vegas, possibly owned by boxing promoter Don King
Rolodex full of freaks, they wanna meet Cedric Sosa
I have many contacts for potential sexual partners, and they all want to meet me
Last Christmas I went out and bought my niece a roller coaster
I bought a roller coaster as a Christmas present for my niece
Know the Fed's are 'pose to, think I'm still servin' drugs
The police are suspecting that I'm still selling drugs
'Cause of the church stained windows and new Persian rugs
They're suspicious because I have stained glass windows in my home and expensive Persian rugs
Marble floors, marble tubs, phone taps, and bugs
My home has fancy marble features, but is also bugged and being monitored by authorities
Superbowl in Atlanta, at Chilly Mystrug
We're going to the Superbowl game in Atlanta, possibly at the Chili's Mystrug restaurant
Nowadays we be dealin' with money and power
We're now dealing with money and influence
Drop vets Eddie Bauer, got Denalis and Prowlers
I'm getting rid of my old car, a Ford Expedition Eddie Bauer edition, and replacing it with GMC Denalis and Plymouth Prowlers
I'm the man of the hour, sellin' flower for riches
I'm the most important person around, selling marijuana to make money
When I die I wanna ride out, in a hearse on switches
When I die, I want my hearse to be equipped with hydraulics and capable of bouncing around
Embarrass snitches, like a Texas A&M bonfire
I expose and shame people who snitch, comparing it to the controversial bonfire at Texas A&M University
Hell with a Blair Witch, I tear up shit by the gunfire
I don't care about the Blair Witch Project, I'd rather cause chaos with gun violence
Young esquire, wise guy extraordinaire
I'm a young, intelligent, and influential person
In the Forbes 2000, you best believe I'm in there, get my
I'm ranked in the Forbes 2000 list of wealthiest people, and I'm proud of it
Lyrics ยฉ Songtrust Ave
Written by: Cedric Dormaine Hill, Derrick Dixon, Todd Anthony Shaw, Tyson Gerrell Duplechain
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Marco Diaz
That's right, album number ten, short dawg's in the house
It's gettin' close to the end y'all
But we gonna kick it like this on the last album
Now let me holler at ya partner, spit this game
In you ear for a minute, quit complaining
Bout how you can't spend it cause you ain't got it
You got what it takes but not enough to get started
I hope you get the message, no it's not a test it's
Just me ridin legit, they can't arrest me or bust me
I'm still hungry, I want some more stuff
Get fat and watch my whole crew blow up
So get yours, and buy my new album
Peep the game and don't be like Calvin
Get everything you want, get real, get you mail
Get your girl to make bail and get your ass out of jail
You should be gettin it, everything you want
Everything you dreamed of, never have to front
You should be gettin it, gettin money
I'm talking bout you black, don't laugh it ain't funny
You should get a good lawyer, like Johnny Cochran
Swear to tell the truth, hell no I didn't pop him
Get your kids in school, so they can get an education
Get a degree, and take a vacation
You see I got all my game from the streets of California
Young millionaire with no high school diploma
Livin' real good, taking care of my folks
Roll up a fat one for the players to smoke
Short dawg in the house, I know you ain't trippin
Cause life is too $hort you gotta get in where you fit in
Stop looking for what you never seem to find
It ain't what you think you got to read between the lines
Cause life ain't long, for a young black man
Tryin to make money doing all he can
Sellin' dope don't ya' hope he would go to class
But the boy makes money and he makes it fast
With the twenties on top and the fifties on the bottom
I fuck the top notches oh yes we got em
It's been a long time since I first got down
But I still keep makin' these funky sounds
Get your money man
Get yours
You should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good, get it while you can
You should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good
I know you tired of being broke just hanging out
You gotta lotta dreams but you can't get out
The first thing you need to do is set your self some goals
Think positive, everything else is old
And work hard, never stop hustlin'
'Cause they just love to see the black man strugglin'
It's time to come up, put your dollar bills in the air
He said meet me at the White House and I was there
'Cause I'm one in a million, black man rising
They wanna keep me down but I always surprise em
Spend my money in the hood, I know it's all good
And you should do the same I told you peep the game
Too $hort, you know I'm the man
I lend my brother a hand 'cause I know I can
I keep going and goin' but I'm not the pink bunny
I'm not beatin' on a drum I never stop thinkin' money
I'm gettin' all I can if you don't ya' slip
I can't wait to get to heaven just to have a grip
When I was broke, I couldn't afford a meal
But now I'm now rich I can't be fake I gots to keep it real
It's been a long time baby since I first got down
But it still keep making these funky sounds
You should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good, get it while you can
You should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good
I earned my respect in the street
The ghetto's been good to me
I'm never going to turn my back
The true and living so I got to kick the facts
jonathan valencia
That's right, album number ten, Short Dawg's in the house
It's gettin close to the end why'all
But we gonna kick it like this on the last album
Now let me holler at ya partner, spit this game
in you ear for a minute, quit complaining
Bout how you can't spend it cause you ain't got it
You got what it takes but not enough to get started
I hope you get the message, no it's not a test it's
Just me ridin legit, they can't arrest me or bust me
I'm still hungry, I want some more stuff
Get fat and watch my whole crew blow up
So get yours, and buy my new album
Peep the game and don't be like Calvin
Get everything you want, get real, get you mail
Get your girl to make bail and get your ass out of jail
You should be gettin it, everything you want
Everything you dreamed of, never have to front
you shoulf be gettin it, gettin money
I'm talking bout you black, don't laugh it ain't funny
You should get a good lawyer, like Johnny Cochran
Swear to tell the truth, hell no I didn't pop him
Get your kids in school, so they can get an education
Get a degree, and take a vacation
You see I got all my game from the streets of California
Young millionaire with no high school diploma
Livin real good, taking care of my folks
roll up a fat one for the players to smoke
Short Dawg in the house, I know you ain't trippin
Cause Life is Too $hort you gotta Get In Where You Fit In
Stop looking for what you never seem to find
It ain't what you think you got to read between the lines
Cause life ain't long, for a young black man
Tryin to make money doing all he can
Sellin dope don't ya hope he would go to classB
But the boy makes money and he makes it fast
with the twenties on top and the fifties on the bottom
I fuck the top notches oh yes we got em
It's been a long time since I first got down
But I still keep makin these funky sounds
Get your money man
Get yours
You should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good, get it while you can
you should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good
I know you tired of being broke just hanging out
You gotta lot a dreams but you can't get out
The first thing you need to do is set your self some goals
Think positive, everything else is old
and work hard, never stop hustlin
Cause they just love to see the black man strugglin
(So what are you saying Todd?)
It's time to come up, put your dollar bills in the air
He said meet me at the White House and I was there
Cause I'm one in a million, black man rising
They want to keep me down but I always surprise em
Spend my money in the hood, I know it's all good
and you should do the same I told you peep the game
Too $hort, you know I'm the man
I lend my brother a hand cause I know I can
I keep going and goin but I'm not the pink bunny
I'm not beatin on a drum I never stop thinkin money
I'm gettin all I can if you don't ya slip
I can't wait to get to heaven just to have a grip
When I was broke, I couldn't afford a meal
But now I'm now rich I can't be fake I gots to keep it real
It's been a long time baby since I first got down
But it still keep making these funky sounds
You should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good, get it while you can
you should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good
(I earned my respect in the street
The ghetto's been good to me
I'm never going to turn my back
The true and living so I got to kick the facts)
Notmyrealname :p
Here you go:
LYRICS
That's right, album number ten, Short Dawg's in the house
It's gettin close to the end why'all
But we gonna kick it like this on the last album
Now let me holler at ya partner, spit this game
in you ear for a minute, quit complaining
Bout how you can't spend it cause you ain't got it
You got what it takes but not enough to get started
I hope you get the message, no it's not a test it's
Just me ridin legit, they can't arrest me or bust me
I'm still hungry, I want some more stuff
Get fat and watch my whole crew blow up
So get yours, and buy my new album
Peep the game and don't be like Calvin
Get everything you want, get real, get you mail
Get your girl to make bail and get your ass out of jail
You should be gettin it, everything you want
Everything you dreamed of, never have to front
you shoulf be gettin it, gettin money
I'm talking bout you black, don't laugh it ain't funny
You should get a good lawyer, like Johnny Cochran
Swear to tell the truth, hell no I didn't pop him
Get your kids in school, so they can get an education
Get a degree, and take a vacation
You see I got all my game from the streets of California
Young millionaire with no high school diploma
Livin real good, taking care of my folks
roll up a fat one for the players to smoke
Short Dawg in the house, I know you ain't trippin
Cause Life is Too $hort you gotta Get In Where You Fit In
Stop looking for what you never seem to find
It ain't what you think you got to read between the lines
Cause life ain't long, for a young black man
Tryin to make money doing all he can
Sellin dope don't ya hope he would go to classB
But the boy makes money and he makes it fast
with the twenties on top and the fifties on the bottom
I fuck the top notches oh yes we got em
It's been a long time since I first got down
But I still keep makin these funky sounds
Get your money man
Get yours
You should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good, get it while you can
you should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good
I know you tired of being broke just hanging out
You gotta lot a dreams but you can't get out
The first thing you need to do is set your self some goals
Think positive, everything else is old
and work hard, never stop hustlin
Cause they just love to see the black man strugglin
(So what are you saying Todd?)
It's time to come up, put your dollar bills in the air
He said meet me at the White House and I was there
Cause I'm one in a million, black man rising
They want to keep me down but I always surprise em
Spend my money in the hood, I know it's all good
and you should do the same I told you peep the game
Too $hort, you know I'm the man
I lend my brother a hand cause I know I can
I keep going and goin but I'm not the pink bunny
I'm not beatin on a drum I never stop thinkin money
I'm gettin all I can if you don't ya slip
I can't wait to get to heaven just to have a grip
When I was broke, I couldn't afford a meal
But now I'm now rich I can't be fake I gots to keep it real
It's been a long time baby since I first got down
But it still keep making these funky sounds
You should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good, get it while you can
you should be gettin it
Get it while the gettin is good
(I earned my respect in the street
The ghetto's been good to me
I'm never going to turn my back
The true and living so I got to kick the facts)
Cyn Barrera
This is without a doubt my motivation song. 31 years young and currently working on getting my degree and so is my boyfriend. Both of us working full time, going to college full time as well as taking care of our 3 kids. Weโre definitely gettinโ it!!
Chris Brownlee
Get it lil mama!!!
draxuno
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Loretta Martinez
Hell yeah ๐ get it girl ๐
Edward Philpot
He'll yeah!!! Keep working hard momma
๐Rebelliously_Misunderstood๐
The skies is not the limit keep going n going man๐ฏ๐๐ฅ๐ฐ
Joey Bradshaw
I listen to this song every morning when I leave the house to go work... being lazy don't pay. I'm a 42 year old paraplegic general contractor. Too Short with a good message and a chill song..peace
Authentic Jacks
Respect
V J
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Cold
I respect u man wish we could be in the 90,s rn