[Hook]
Gettin' money, f**in' b**hes
And I ride the main line, up and down Rosecrans I'm gon' shine
Gettin' money, f**in' b**hes
And I be on that Pac sh**, Long Beach Boulevard, I knock sh**
Gettin' money, f**in' b**hes
And you already know, dope come first, you gotta hold
Gettin' money, f**in' b**hes
My side b**h on the corner, my Barbie b**h is with a tool
Gettin' money, f**in' b**hes
[Verse 1]
Gettin' money, f** snitches, boo-boo in a ditch
Beat up a n***a who diss, cause he ain't with the sh**
He ain't a P, I don't trip
Then I'm back up in the fast lane gettin' to the money
Your b**h is ho-in', these b**hes love money, get with it
So I put 'em on, all of 'em grown, they get dope
And all you need to do is just give 'em a lil' coke
So I slide that knowin' you hide that, pa** the bomb back
Gon' and s** the dick before you get a little bread
And I'ma hit the [?] double up [?]
So I smacked the booty, eyes locked, Henny in my hand
Throw the brand up, different feeling, drivin' [?]
I made it
My n***as are payin', and I ain't takin' no payments
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[Verse 2]
Ol' raggedy a** b**h
Throwin' tantrums, I'm tryna handle sh**
All this arguin' outside the house
Don't you start, I'ma knock your a** out
You don't wanna ho, that's cool
You gon' get a job or take your a** to school
b**h we need all them financials
Or I can put you in a car to Seattle
And we gon' be good when them pills hit
Set up shop in your hood like a pilgrim
My b**h envyin', they switch life divvyin'
No Gilligan, the K lit, hit civilians
Ooh the nerve of n***as
I found my own lane, why they mergin' with us?
Money in the air, f** birds and feelings
They're for my n***as still servin' a sentence
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[Verse 3]
Only want 4, I used to knock hoes
When it got slow, I used to rob
Why you f**in' with them lame n***as?
I'm the same n***a that flame n***as, I bang n***as
I was only 18 when I was pimpin'
Set that b**h down right by Disney Land
I'd rather give you my b**h
Than to let you sip on my last ounce of Actavis
Now it's back to them bands
Back to them grands, whole lot of sh** on my hands
What's happenin?
All in South Central, I was pimpin'
I was servin' them n***as like evictions
Look, kick back smokin' Backwoods
Without a real ho your pimpin' ain't that good
They ain't nothin' but a b**h to me
And y'all know that b**hes ain't sh** to me
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