Juvenile - We Be Getting Money lyrics

{Ju-Ju-Ju-Ju-Juvenile} [Intro: repeat 2X] I get plenty cheese, plenty plenty cheese [3X] Cheese {YEAHHHHH} BREAK!!! [Chorus: repeat 2X] While you n***az steady talkin, we be gettin money 24/7 on the grizzy that's how we hustlin We be gettin money, we be gettin money We be gettin money over you we gettin money [Juvenile] I bleed lighter fluid, I'm on my barbecue So keep you guard up boy 'fore I bark at you I get plenty cheese, I'm a la macaroni I'm sh**tin on 'em like my money got a bladder on it Thug G hard, somewhere the gangster put a saddle on it Get rid of beef like a trunkload of cattle on me At America's Game, you missed the ceremony That b**h got papers on me, got me an alimony The mayor went and told the chief to put a handle on me Tourists visitin to see what's all the pandemony I parked the Benz, slang and win, they got the Phanton on me They tried to tune a n***a out, I changed the channel on me b**hes fallin in love, they burnin cameras on me Meanwhile these n***az schemin and scammin on me Go 'head and hate, keep on runnin to what I carry on me I'm at the plate with the bat, I'm doin the Barry homey! [Chorus] [Shawty Lo] Gene Gene with the thing now it's buckwild Shoot a n***a, I ain't care, went to Juvenile When I came home, it was ninety-six Got a introduce, to the money b**h All I want is bread, now I'm hood rich Bankhead Shawty, let's do this f** it I'm so rich, so I bless my wrists A hundred carats, you silly rabbit I won't stop now, I had to elevate I'm a millionaire, and I ain't graduate I'm ballin up the boozy, I gotta stomach ache Don't ever wake up, yeah my life great [Chorus] They tried to tune a n***a out, I changed the channel on me [2X] [Dorrough] I'm somethin like a pimp, with a b**h to please From the hood so I'll take a b**h to Mickey D's I get plenty money, I get plenty cheese Livin life high since the first day I hit the weed Bought a Lambo, which now means I get to speed Never know what I'ma do they call me Mr. Trickysleeves Lil' momma out of line? I tell her hit the trees Krystal wanna spend the night I told her wait 'til Vickie leaves D-O-double-R, oh you can't forget G H-Town, D-Town, on my way to T-Town N.Y.C. me, watch me break a beat down Lose a b**h, grab a badder b**h off the rebound See a hater slide him, before my n***az him Screamin money ain't a problem, watch me stick him up and rob him 24 cal, light weap' revolver n***a try to come between the money that's a problem solver [Chorus] BREAK!!! [echoes]