[Intro: J] The continues Gettin' money is, gettin' is Put your mind to, something you Getin' money is, gettin' is It true
Juicy J] Gettin' is what I do, thought you knew Gettin' is what I do money is what I do Gettin' money is I do
[Verse 1: Rocky] I remember all the nights on different corners spittin' pitchin' Now I'm richer off the shit I of From the of the richest ballers I'm Porter mixed with Mr. Porter picture all the jiggy shit I ordered I to France and almost got deported The is screaming when I hit the border I visit Nice like it's my daughter broad, I thought of all the different kids and all Poor without a sip of water, time to get my shit in And do somethin' different, gettin' tired of the same old When I'm spittin' lines, 'bout the lines I sit you who listen for us I see for us until we pull back, that's a true fact Get money, yeah I do that, you knew that
[Verse 2: C] Candy low slider, I'm a sole Keep a suite in my riser, bitch I'm keepin' it Than the average Joe, I think fast, talk He think he want a war but he really wanna go Gettin' me head from Sheryl Crow A helluva blow, from a snow You can waste your time, with the goody two shoes Now I'm puttin' em on the spot, I a ho the blues I'm touchin' on her cock, I put her on the You think I'm startin' over, bitch I never stop Poppin' the trunk, and testin' the Don't give a fuck where you're from Don't give a fuck how you feel
[Verse 3: J] I'm the best still in game, I'm rich bitch like Rick James Gotta group of in MIA, get a condo in Biscayne The Louis I drop bands, the Gucci store I drop bands store I went ham, my left wrist it cost a lamb Your girlfriend a like Trident she wanna chew me Hell naw I ain't cuffin' 'em I'm a dog like Snoopy And when I leave the mall it's sold out, shoppin' Taylor gang, blowin' money, 50,000 on wrist 100,000 in a plastic bag, we takin' off, bitch pack bags Bitch I came from hella nothin', right I have to brag Try me and I'll pop ass, stupid nigga, get a body bag All I talk is money ho, rich niggas don't
4: Bun B] Get money is the main reason most people up The root of why most relationships is startin' ups While niggas get haircuts, and bitches do While we take their penitentiary chances, we up an everyday struggle for the almighty dollar Some is in the streets and some is workin' blue Real up in your and man it make you wanna holler Say your for a player, amen inshallah Been like that, a damn thing change on mind, the red of my brain Candy is gonna drip that stain Lean on left, the of my grain See ain't a thing change but the weather So If you ain't breakin' bread then we even sit together
Gettin' money is I do