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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyga
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyga
Composer
Jess Jackson
Songwriter
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
Regis Bell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
League Of Starz
Producer
Justin Hersh
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jess Jackson
Mixing Engineer
Michael Stevenson
Vocal Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I have it
Getting money, gotta have it
Quit bapping
[Verse 2]
Uh, getting money is a habit
Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
Uh, and this is something for your bad bitch
One time I'ma show you how to get rich
[Verse 3]
Uh, getting money is a habit
Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
Uh, and this is something for your bad bitch
One time I'ma show you how to get rich
[Verse 4]
Show you how to get rich
Show you how to get rich
Uh, getting money is a habit
Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
[Verse 5]
Hah, I ain't fucking with no plain Janes
Getting head on the plane, call it head space
Need leg space, make her knees shake
She been twerking all night, she gon' need a break
Goddamn Dupri, the beat bang
Trade hoes like players, need a coach name
T frog game, ****, last king
**** hating 'cause I'm balling, telling more shame
Rack city, triple X, ten mill, baby
Used to be balling, now I'm Bill Gating
Hater shot, bitch, 'cause I'm impatient
Living life like a king, man, it's so amazing
[Verse 6]
Uh, getting money is a habit
Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
Uh, and this a something for your bad bitch
One time I'ma show you how to get rich
[Verse 7]
Show you how to get rich
Show you how to get rich
Uh, getting money is a habit
Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
[Verse 8]
Uh, ninth grade, used to play hooky
Told your bitch I'll pass on that drop pussy
I don't need your pussy, I get too much pussy
Fucked in her in the kitchen, kept her food cooking
Uh, twenty-two, young millionaire
Crib in Bel Air, all the bitches stare
T-Raws on, you should cop a pair
No house phone 'cause I'm never there
I fucked her best friend and I saw love
'Cause I get her best friends all in the club
**** pulled up, bitches all drugged
And all she wanna do is fuck with a thug
[Verse 9]
Uh, 'cause getting money is a habit
Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
Uh, and this is something for your bad bitch
One time I'ma show you how to get rich
[Verse 10]
Uh, getting money is a habit
Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
Uh, and this is something for your bad bitch
One time I'ma show you how to get rich
[Verse 11]
Show you how to get rich
Show you how to get rich
Uh, getting money is a habit
Nice cars at the crib, gotta have it
[Verse 12]
So amazing
Living life like a king
So, so amazing
Written by: J. Jackson, R. Bell, Tyga