[Intro: J] The hustle Gettin' is, gettin' money is Put your to, something you want Getin' is, gettin' money is It come
Juicy J] Gettin' money is what I do, you knew Gettin' money is I do money is what I do Gettin' is what I do
1: A$AP Rocky] I remember all the nights on corners spittin' pitchin' water Now I'm richer off the shit I of From the home of the richest I'm Richard mixed with Mr. Porter This picture all the jiggy shit I I to France and almost got deported The fans is screaming when I hit the I visit like it's my sisters daughter Vision broad, I thought of all the different and all Poor a sip of water, time to get my shit in order And do somethin' different, gettin' tired of the same old When I'm spittin' lines, 'bout the section 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, thought you knew
[Verse 2: C] low slider, I'm a sole survivor Keep a suite in my riser, bitch I'm it liver Than the average Joe, I fast, talk slow He think he a war but he don't really wanna go Gettin' me some head from Sheryl A helluva blow, from a snow You can waste your time, the goody goody two shoes Now I'm em on the spot, I give a ho the blues I'm on her cock, I put her on the block You think I'm startin' over, bitch I ain't stop the trunk, and testin' the pills Don't give a fuck bout where you're give a fuck bout how you feel
[Verse 3: J] I'm the best in this game, I'm rich bitch like Rick James Gotta group of hoes in MIA, get a in Biscayne The store I drop bands, the Gucci store I drop bands store I went ham, my left wrist it cost a lamb Your a groupie like Trident she wanna chew me Hell naw I ain't 'em I'm a dog just like Snoopy And when I leave the mall sold out, erryday shoppin' Taylor gang, money, 50,000 on wrist watches 100,000 in a plastic bag, we off, bitch pack your bags Bitch I came from hella nothin', damn I have to brag Try me and I'll pop your ass, nigga, get a body bag All I talk is money ho, rich niggas don't
4: Bun B] Get money is the reason most people wake up The of why most relationships is startin' break ups niggas get haircuts, and bitches do makeup While we their penitentiary chances, we shake up an everyday struggle for the almighty dollar Some is in the streets and is workin' blue collar Real up in your field and man it make you holler Say your prayer for a player, amen Been like that, ain't a damn change Money on mind, the red of my Candy is gonna drip that stain Lean on left, the of my grain See a damn thing change but the weather So If you ain't breakin' bread then we even sit together
Gettin' is what I do