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PERFORMING ARTISTS
50 Cent
50 Cent
Vocals
Audio Two
Audio Two
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kirk Robinson
Kirk Robinson
Songwriter
Curtis James Jackson
Curtis James Jackson
Songwriter
Roy Hammond
Roy Hammond
Songwriter
Stanberry William Curtis
Stanberry William Curtis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Apex
Apex
Producer
Alonzo Vargas
Alonzo Vargas
Recording Engineer
Ted Clayton
Ted Clayton
Additional Engineer
Steve Daniel Baughman
Steve Daniel Baughman
Mixing Engineer
50 Cent
50 Cent
Executive Producer
Bernie Grundman
Bernie Grundman
Mastering Engineer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
I get money, I, I get money
I, I get, I get, I get, I get
50 (I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
Yeah (Money, money I got, money, money I got)
I run New York (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
Yeah, yeah (Money, money I got, money, money I got)
I run New York
[Verse 1]
I took quarter waters, sold it in bottles for two bucks
Then Coca-Cola came and bought it for billions, what the fuck?
Have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
I write the check before the baby comes, who the fuck cares!
I'm stanky rich, I'ma die tryna spend this shit
Southside's up in this bitch
Yeah, I smell like the vault
I used to sell dope
I did play the block
Now I play on boats
In the south of France, baby, Saint-Tropez
Get a tan, I'm already black
Rich, I'm already that
Gangsta, get a gat
Hit a head in a hat
Call that a river rat
Shit, fuck the chitter chat
I'm the baker, I bake the bread
The barber, I cut your head
The marksman, I spray the lead
I bloodclaat chop your leg
Do not fuck with the kid
I get biz with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig? (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
Yeah (Money, money I got, money, money I got)
I run New York (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
Yeah, yeah (Money, money I got, money, money I got)
I run New York
[Verse 2]
You can call this my new shit
But it ain't new though
I got rid of my old bitch
Now I got new hoes
First it was the Benzo
Now I'm in the Enzo
Ferrari, I'm sorry, I keep blowing up
They call me the cake man
The strawberry shake man
I spray the AR
Make your whole clique break dance
Backspin, head spin
Flatline, you're dead then
Nine shells, MAC-10
"Who wanna get it cracking?"
I was young, I couldn't do good
Now I can't do bad
I ride, wreck the new Jag
I just buy the new Jag
Now, ****, why you mad?
Oh, you can't do that?
I'm so forgetful
They calling me cocky
I come up out the jeweler
They calling me Rocky
It's the ice on my neck, man
The wrist and my left hand
Bling like blaow
You like my style
Ha, ha, I'm heading to the bank right now (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
Yeah (Money, money I got, money, money I got)
I run New York (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
I, I get it (I, I get money, money I got)
Yeah, yeah (Money, money I got, money, money I got)
I run New York
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I talk the talk and I walk the walk
Like a Teflon Don, boy, I run New York
When I come outta court, yeah, I pop the cork
I keep it gangsta, I have ya outlined in chalk
I, I get it
In the hood, if ya ask about me
They'll tell ya I'm 'bout my bread
I, I get it
'Round the world, if ya ask about me
They'll tell ya they love the kid
I, I get it (Ho, hey)
I, I get it (Ho, hey)
I, I get it (Ho, hey)
Yeah (Ho, hey)
I run New York (Ho, hey)
I, I get it (Ho, hey)
I, I get it (Ho, hey)
Yeah, yeah (Ho, hey)
I run New York (I, I get money, money I got)
I'm back on the streets, man (I, I get money, money I got)
I'm bringing the heat, man (I, I get money, money I got)
I'm on my grind (Money, money I got, money, money I got)
Like all the time (I, I get money, money I got)
Try and stop my shine (I, I get money, money I got)
I'll cock my 9 (I, I get money, money I got)
Don't get outta line (Money, money I got, money, money I got)
I said don't get outta line
I, I get it
I, I get it
Yeah, yeah
Written by: Curtis James Jackson, Kirk Robinson, Roy C Hammond, W. Stanberry
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