[Chorus:]
I'm getting money,
I'm getting money, catch me in yo trap
And I'm still getting that money
I'm getting that money, I'm getting that money,
Catch in the club throwing nothing but them hundreds
I'm getting that money, I'm getting that money,
Catch in yo hood and I'm still getting that money
I'm getting that money, I'm getting that money,
Catch me in the mall spending nothing but them hundreds
I'm getting that money,
Can't you see them carrots dog 4 and 5 colors in my neck, ring glisten wash.
Aye god damn I got swagger pull up at the club in a 08 jaguar.
Leave in a cutless sitting on some but licks.
Light skinned me ass sitting in some buckets.
Aye Gotdamn I got paper,
I done met some suckers but them haters caught the vapors.
Flying in a charger same colors the Lakers.
I ain't Kobe Bryant but I'm playing with that white girl, hey
Try to cross I fuck yo whole world kick yo front door in den front to that black girl.
Plus I'm gettin that money, I can throw some stacks girl,
Famous in the hood u can post me in a plaque girl.
Hey you ain't heard bout me 32 T.N.T. and we do it B.I.G.
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I'm getting money catch me in yo hood dog bussing down the chickens for the hood dog.
Aye god damn I got hundreds pull up at the mall in 4 to 5 hummers.
Weather man report it was snowing for the summer
Plus I got those things going for a good number moving in a grand pre same colors as thunder.
Take yo bitch to popa doe for a short supper.
Niggas look like an Amazon lit jungle a ring on my pinky cause I'm doing numbers.
Six cellphones got jumping like pongo.
In the trap spot we smoke nothing
But fruity mango see you bitch in the club she b like aye let's mingle.
I'm fucking with the DJ to play my new single.
Hey young juice man like Pringles stacking up the paper shawty that the sequel.
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I'm getting money and I got the club drought season me and chickens going for a dub.
How u love that aye, how you love that aye.
Sell it for a dub in I'm paying 10 flat and now its prop it all the time,
Got some many stacks and I'm still selling dimes so you know I got the sac.
Aye try to jack shit
And get yo wig pushed back ok young juice man
And I don't play like that.
I rather ride 6 45 top back 20 bricks a week and he can't top that damn.
Swagger right shawty but u can call me juice
I'm booming off the chain better yet
I'm the truth I kick a 100 percent weather street or in the booth.
Got some many whips I can loan you a coop,
I got some many bricks I can lead him a deuce,
I got some many stacks I can buy all yo juice aye
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written by DOTSON, XAVIER / DOTSON, XAVIER / WRITER UNKNOWN, N
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