[Hook]
We getting to the money, what the f** you doing? Nothing
If you ain't getting money then you f**in stupid
Riding round smoking Keisha n***a cashin out
Sboe, only thing we care about is
Money, cars, money, hoes
Money, hoes, money, clothes
Money, cars, money, hoes
Money, hoes, money, clothes
[Verse 1]
Big faces in my pocket, bigger faces on my rollie
Big dunk on my hip and the hood n***as they know me
Versace's on my face, match my gold Jordan lace
Sboe n***a I start my own gang
p**y n***a don't f** around, talking money ain't adding up
Garbage bags attached, in the back seat of that lambo truck
36's and 24's, yeah n***a, that's cold
Break em down and bring em back
101 all off the track
They say we getting money, well n***a that's an understatement
We been getting this money, 7 summers they straight hating
5 whips, paper plating, whole crew, damn badies
Still grinding, paper chasing, d boy, day paytin
[Hook]
We getting to the money, what the f** you doing? Nothing
If you ain't getting money then you f**in stupid
Riding round smoking Keisha n***a cashin out
Sboe, only thing we care about is
Money, cars, money, hoes
Money, hoes, money, clothes
Money, cars, money, hoes
Money, hoes, money, clothes
[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
45 on my hip, 45 on my wrist
2 45 for my whip, now that's what I call lick
Vegas night roulette table, lost 45 in one spin
I'm a harlem n***a, I double duck, bet 45 again
Lost that, made it right back, in a 45 minute trip
n***a wanted to and I fronted 2, charging 45 each brick
n***a you road boat, and I'm show boat
And you're joe rogan, I'm hulk hogan
My car foreign, next season
You jet skiing, my jet leaving
And I brought your girl with me
She a zombie, she be head eating
Wanna see a movie come see me
f** hd, I'm 3d
What I smoke be 1 hunned
And I'm 300 like chief keef
Screaming oh I, bang, bang, you know the drill
Overk** for that money
[Hook]
We getting to the money, what the f** you doing? Nothing
If you ain't getting money then you f**in stupid
Riding round smoking Keisha n***a cashin out
Sboe, only thing we care about is
Money, cars, money, hoes
Money, hoes, money, clothes
Money, cars, money, hoes
Money, hoes, money, clothes
[Verse 3]
Tats all on my arm, money all in my pocket
Keep your b**h from round me, I be plugging hoes like sockets
And my louie belt and my newdy jeans
Horseshoes I'm truly clean
Turn this sh** to a movie scenee
And my team we do this thing
We do right like spike lee
Double g's on that white t
Double cup of that sprite lean
b**h say she don't like me
Probably cause she dikin, flow cold like ice age
Go hard like vycan, just ballin like Michael
Fresh pair of them jays, getting money 4 ways
20 racks in her rack, yeah they faker than tupe
Catch me rolling them planes, taking off like jet blue
With a model b**h off that runway
I make her take off like jets do
[Hook]
We getting to the money, what the f** you doing? Nothing
If you ain't getting money then you f**in stupid
Riding round smoking Keisha n***a cashin out
Sboe, only thing we care about is
Money, cars, money, hoes
Money, hoes, money, clothes
Money, cars, money, hoes
Money, hoes, money, clothes