Wavybone

The hustle continues
 Gettin' money is, gettin' money is
 Put your mind to, something you want
 Gettin' money is, gettin' money is
 It come true
 Gettin' money is (what I do) I thought you knew
 Gettin' money is (what I do) I thought y'all knew
 Gettin' money is (what I do)
 Gettin' money is (what I do)
 I remember all the nights on different corners spittin' pitchin' water
 Now I'm richer off the shit I thought of
 From the home of the richest ballers
 I'm Richard Porter mixed with Mr. Porter
 This picture all the jiggy shit I ordered
 I went to France and almost got deported
 The fans is screaming when I hit the border
 I visit Nice like it's my sisters daughter
 Vision broad, I thought of all the different kids and all
 Poor without a sip of water, time to get my shit in order
 And do somethin' different, gettin' tired of the same old shit
 When I'm spittin' lines, 'bout the section lines
 I sit you kids who listen for us
 I see prison for us until we pull back, that's a true fact
 Get money, yeah I do that, thought you knew that
 Gettin' money is (what I do) I thought you knew
 Gettin' money is (what I do) I thought y'all knew
 Gettin' money is (what I do)
 Gettin' money is (what I do)
 Candy low slider, I'm a soul survivor
 Keep a Sweet in my visor, bitch I'm keepin' it liver
 Than the average Joe, I think fast, talk slow
 He think he want a war but he don't really wanna go
 Need to get me some head from Sheryl Crow
 A helluva blow, from a millionaire snow
 You can waste your time, with the goody goody two shoes
 Now I'm puttin' em on the spot, I give a ho the blues
 I'm touchin' on her cot, I put her on the block
 You think I'm startin' over, bitch I ain't never stop
 Poppin' the trunk, and testin' the pills
 Don't give a fuck bout where you're from
 Don't give a fuck bout how you feel
 Gettin' money is (what I do) I thought you knew
 Gettin' money is (what I do) I thought y'all knew
 Gettin' money is (what I do)
 Gettin' money is (what I do)
 I'm the best still in this game, I'm rich bitch like Rick James
 Gotta group of hoes in MIA, get a condo in Biscayne
 The Louis store, I drop bands, the Gucci store, I drop bands
 Prada store, I went HAM, my left wrist, it cost a lamb
 Your girlfriend a groupie, like Trident, she wanna chew me
 Hell naw I ain't cuffin' 'em, I'm a dog just like Snoopy
 And when I leave the mall, it's sold out, erryday shoppin'
 Taylor Gang, blowin' money, $50, 000 on wrist watches
 $100, 000 in a plastic bag, we takin' off, bitch pack your bags
 Bitch I came from having nothin', damn right I have to brag
 Try me and I'll pop your ass, stupid nigga, get a body bag
 All I talk is money ho, rich niggas don't lollygag
 Gettin' money is (what I do) I thought you knew
 Gettin' money is (what I do) I thought y'all knew
 Gettin' money is (what I do)
 Gettin' money is (what I do)
 Get money is the main reason most people wake up
 The root of why most relationships is startin' break ups
 While niggas get haircuts, and bitches do makeup
 While we take their penitentiary chances, we shake up
 It's an everyday struggle for the almighty dollar
 Some is in the streets and some is workin' blue collar
 Real up in your field and man it make you wanna holler
 Say your prayer for a player, amen inshallah
 Been like that, ain't a damn thing change
 Money on mind, the red of my brain
 Candy paint is gonna drip that stain
 Lean on left, the grip of my grain
 See ain't a damn thing change but the weather
 So If you ain't breakin' bread then we can't even sit together
 Gettin' money is (what I do)