[Too $hort] It`s payday!
[$ + Roger] Get, that, cheese!
[Roger Jr.] {*vocoder sounds*} We gotta
[$ + Roger] Get, that, cheese!
[Roger Jr.] {*vocoder sounds*} We gotta
[$ + Roger] Get, that, cheese!
[Roger Jr.] {*vocoder sounds*} Just
[$ + Roger] Get, that, cheese!
[Verse One]
Now when you dreamin, it might not be real
But when you`re all alone, that`s how you feel
Do what you want, you just need a plan
Little money and a car, you could be the man
Cause havin money`s what you`re `sposed to do
Spend some, then people start to notice you
Get all the things that you wish you had
Now all that little stuff don`t get you mad
And once you get your foot in the door
Don`t start actin like you can`t look for more
There`s always more money to be made
It`s not everything, I know you wanna be paid
You should write it down and do the math
Anything in the world is what you can have
So listen to your potnah $hort
Get your money young man, you ain`t gotta be broke, just
[Chorus: Too $hort] + Greedy Mac
[$ + R + GM] Get, that, cheese!
[Greedy Mac] While you standin on the wall, and you wishin you can ball
[$ + R + GM] Get, that, cheese!
[Greedy Mac] While you standin on the wall, and you wishin you can ball
[$ + R + GM] Get, that, cheese!
[Greedy Mac] While you bumpin in yo Cadillac, pockets always stayin fat
[$ + R + GM] Get, that, cheese!
[Greedy Mac] While you bumpin in yo Cadillac, sippin on yo` Cognac
[Verse Two]
Now grab a freak, smoke some weed
And kick it all night with this funky-ass beat
It`s been a long day, gotta stay on the grind
Up early, hustle for a long time
You want big dough? You wanna get mo`?
You want a Cadillac truck and a six-fo`?
I tell all the little homies havin money in the ghetto
One day you gotta let go, but don`t settle
for just hangin on the corner broke
Fiendin for a hit of what you wanna smoke, on that dope
Free yo` mind if it`s trapped in the streets
But don`t starve; you know us macks have to eat
I don`t care if they don`t like me
Just left the bank and I`m rollin up some light green
Now hold on to your dreams for me
Cause life ain`t always what it seems to be, you gotta
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
(Is that Too $hort?) Baby yeah I`m back, it`s on
You never woulda thought I could last this long
I don`t associate with non-believers
If my girl keeps me naggin me then I`ma leave her
Cause I worked too hard for way too long
to get what I got and I`m way too strong
In yo` lifetime, if you don`t get yours
Can`t do no ballin like yo` nigga $hort
But once you on a roll, they can`t stop it
Receivin checks, makin bank deposits
And that`s just the way it is
Don`t come around me if you`re negative
I`m the player of the year, there is no other
I buy a mansion fo` my mother
See me ridin with the top down
I need some mo` money, can`t stop now, I gotta
[Chorus]
{*ad libs by Roger and others to fade*}
