Get Money

Get Money Lyrics

(Feat. Rick Ross)

Ace Hood, rosay
We the f**king best, maybach

It's so incredible

I do it for the thugs and the motherf**king gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the b**ches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this b**ch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga

I'm like fresh outfit, blunts they lit
And a nigga out in bout who don't buck a sh*t
Yeah I gave you a classic in my day view
Cashflow for the hoes I bought (straight to)
You wanna ride you can't be actin like dre foo'
N.W.A. I bet you ace played you
Hollywood hollywood I see the big lights
And I'm with my big homie ricky nigga yeah right

Every minute that my heart pump blood
f**k what you heard momma raised a f**kin thug
Money on my mind imagine what's up in the trunk
And it get me to the life of funk driver store's thug
On the other ridges feelin like a billionaire
A got a couple mill a couple more an I'm really there
Haters talk around me f**k em like I really care
When we handle our business sorry they were never there

I do it for the thugs and the motherf**king gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the b**ches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this b**ch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Money ain't a thing I remain blinged up
Hundred on the chain b**ch I think I'm king tuck
A nigga young and rich who feel like can't be touched
Fourty stacks for the chase no I can't see much
Unless you get the dollars still talkin cashflow
Thousand dollar bill president fidel castro
Nigga with a attitude.50 and a mac-10
Ross cool as ice cube dicky and the black chef

I'm in a heli-chopper starin at the boat docks
Good weather good weather means more flux
Look in my eyes you can tell I'm seeing so clear
I get them b**ches a prison an feeling no fear
More money means more louis carry-on
When I touch your city you should see how hoes carrillo
b**ch what's my name ace f**kin hood ain't a damn thang change us

I do it for the thugs and the motherf**king gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the b**ches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this b**ch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga

sh*t sh*t, and I'm a gettin money ass nigga
Fast with the duffle bags with the cash in it
White squares that's equivalence of mo dough
I hear my nigga ricky selling on my promo
I make it rain hoe better wear your poncho
To seek me on my TMO I get you mo slow
The good life beats side of my condo
You know the name ask jermaine on cut thoug

Wooh, you talkin funny would you f**king with the franchise
I decide how much you form the sh*t we let ride
I gave niggas your first startup
Showed you how to dress made the hood be a part of
Maybe I should have kept my thought off
It's all good neather he'd hit the guard off
Now you sh*t nigga garbage you's a rat never build for this mob sh*t

I do it for the thugs and the motherf**king gangstas
I do it for the strippers and the b**ches put their ass up
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
I do it for the hustlers and this b**ch throwin their grass up
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga