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We Get Guap Remix Video (MV)






Yung Prince - We Get Guap Remix Lyrics




(feat. ANT and Rickaby)

We get guap
We get it [x3]
[x2]

We get money
We get a lot! [x4]
X4

[Verse: ANT]
We get money all my niggas call it guap
I'm addicted so it's like I can't stop I keep going even threw a read light
So fast see the fire out my tail pipe I got a bank yeah but it's in the back yard buried six feet deep like a grave yard
Got paypa I don't need a credit card put a stacks down den I buy the bar
Get guap [x2]
Get money pimping can't stop [x2]
Yeah the clock is tickin with my income party
Like a rock star burn the highway cause I'm in a hot car
Gotta whip cost more then ya house do diarrhea shit sick like you got the flew
You need a flew shot just to be around me I'm fresh from my shoes to my white tee

We get guap
We get it [x3]
[x2]

We get money
We get a lot! [x4]
[x4]

[Verse: Yung Prince]
I'm getting money nigga ask about the f*cking Prince diamonds on my chain and diamonds on my bracelet I'm getting money nigga I anit gotta say shit money motivated clique is who I f*cks with think I'm paid now? wait till the summer time getting mad press on the cover of Da Grind it's my time to shine I anit gone neva stop burn my note book YP spit hot bitches all on me cause I get hella guap all day like the numbers moving on the clock non stop Shit- put away ya stop watch when I splurge cash bitches like to stop and watch
Buy the mall out and I just got here everyday you can catch me with some fresh gear new jays on J-5 black tee hate the Prince but you still wanna get like me

We get guap
We get it [x3]
[x2]

We get money
We get a lot! [x4]
[x4]

[Verse: Rickaby]
By any means necessary I'm going to make mine yeah I transport it across them states lines no stick up boy a cop is gone stop it at any given time a felony is in my pocket but if I choose not to go that route I'm gone knock these classics out bang yo head to the 808 till you feel like passing out take a chance life's a gamble but I'm not crapping out Rollin sevens and elevens and you know I'm cashing out
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(feat. ANT and Rickaby)

We get guap
We get it [x3]
[x2]

We get money
We get a lot! [x4]
X4

[Verse: ANT]
We get money all my niggas call it guap
I'm addicted so it's like I can't stop I keep going even threw a read light
So fast see the fire out my tail pipe I got a bank yeah but it's in the back yard buried six feet deep like a grave yard
Got paypa I don't need a credit card put a stacks down den I buy the bar
Get guap [x2]
Get money pimping can't stop [x2]
Yeah the clock is tickin with my income party
Like a rock star burn the highway cause I'm in a hot car
Gotta whip cost more then ya house do diarrhea shit sick like you got the flew
You need a flew shot just to be around me I'm fresh from my shoes to my white tee

We get guap
We get it [x3]
[x2]

We get money
We get a lot! [x4]
[x4]

[Verse: Yung Prince]
I'm getting money nigga ask about the f*cking Prince diamonds on my chain and diamonds on my bracelet I'm getting money nigga I anit gotta say shit money motivated clique is who I f*cks with think I'm paid now? wait till the summer time getting mad press on the cover of Da Grind it's my time to shine I anit gone neva stop burn my note book YP spit hot bitches all on me cause I get hella guap all day like the numbers moving on the clock non stop Shit- put away ya stop watch when I splurge cash bitches like to stop and watch
Buy the mall out and I just got here everyday you can catch me with some fresh gear new jays on J-5 black tee hate the Prince but you still wanna get like me

We get guap
We get it [x3]
[x2]

We get money
We get a lot! [x4]
[x4]

[Verse: Rickaby]
By any means necessary I'm going to make mine yeah I transport it across them states lines no stick up boy a cop is gone stop it at any given time a felony is in my pocket but if I choose not to go that route I'm gone knock these classics out bang yo head to the 808 till you feel like passing out take a chance life's a gamble but I'm not crapping out Rollin sevens and elevens and you know I'm cashing out
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