[Intro: J] The hustle Gettin' is, gettin' money is Put your mind to, you want Getin' is, gettin' money is It come
Juicy J] Gettin' is what I do, thought you knew Gettin' money is I do Gettin' money is I do money is what I do
[Verse 1: Rocky] I remember all the nights on different corners pitchin' water Now I'm off the shit I thought of From the home of the ballers I'm Richard mixed with Mr. Porter picture all the jiggy shit I ordered I went to France and almost got The fans is when I hit the border I visit Nice it's my sisters daughter Vision broad, I thought of all the kids and all without a sip of water, time to get my shit in order And do somethin' different, gettin' of the same old shit I'm spittin' lines, 'bout the section lines I sit you who listen for us I see prison for us until we pull back, that's a true 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 it liver the average Joe, I think 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 your time, with the goody goody two shoes Now I'm em on the spot, I give a ho the blues I'm touchin' on her cock, I put her on the You think I'm over, bitch I ain't never stop Poppin' the trunk, and testin' the Don't give a fuck bout where from give a fuck bout how you feel
[Verse 3: J] I'm the best still in this game, I'm bitch like Rick James Gotta group of hoes in MIA, get a condo in The Louis store I drop bands, the Gucci I drop bands Prada store I ham, my left wrist it cost a lamb Your girlfriend a groupie like Trident she wanna me Hell naw I ain't 'em I'm a dog just like Snoopy And when I leave the mall it's sold out, shoppin' gang, blowin' money, 50,000 on wrist watches 100,000 in a bag, we takin' off, bitch pack your bags Bitch I from hella nothin', damn 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 lollygag
4: Bun B] Get is the main reason most people wake up The root of why most relationships is startin' ups While get haircuts, and bitches do makeup we take their penitentiary chances, we shake up It's an everyday struggle for the dollar Some is in the streets and some is workin' blue up in your field and man it make you wanna holler Say your prayer for a player, amen Been like that, ain't a thing change on mind, the red of my brain Candy paint is gonna that stain Lean on left, the grip of my See ain't a damn change but the weather So If you breakin' bread then we can't even sit together
Gettin' is what I do