I'm Gettin Money

I'm gettin money, I'm gettin money

Catch me in your trap and I'm still gettin' that money

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in the club throwin' nothin' but them hundos

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in your hood and I'm still gettin' that money

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in the mall spending nothin' but them hundos

I'm gettin money, can't you see the karats, dawg?

Four to five colors in my neck, ring, wrist and watch

Hey, goddamn, I got swagger

Pull up at the club in an '08 Jaguar

Leave in the Cutlass, sittin' on some budness

Light skin me ass sitting in some buckets

Hey, goddamn, I got paper

I don't met some suckers, but them haters caught the vapor

Flying in the Charger, same color the Lakers

I ain't Kobe Bryant but I'm playin' with that white girl

Hey, try to cross, I'll fuck your whole world

Kick your front door and then front it to that black girl

'Cause I'm gettin' that money, I can throw some stats, girl

Famous in the hood, you can post me in the pack, girl

Hey, you ain't heard about me?

Thirty two, E-M-T, and we do it B-I-G

I'm gettin money, I'm gettin money

Catch me in your trap and I'm still gettin' that money

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in the club throwin' nothing but them hundos

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in your hood and I'm still gettin' that money

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in the mall spending nothin' but them hundos

I'm gettin money, catch me in your hood, dawg

Bustin' down them chickens and I did it for the hood, dawg

Hey, goddamn, I got hundos

Pull up at the mall in four or five Hummers

Weatherman report, it was snowing for the summer

'Cause I got the bang going for a good number

Moving in the Grand Prix, same color as thunder

Take your bitch to papa dough for sure, supper

Neck just look like an Amazon lit jungle

Arena on my pinky 'cause I'm doing numbers

Six cell phones, got it jumpin' like Pongo

In my trap spot we smoke nothin' but fruity mango

See your bitch in the club, she be like, hey, let's mingle

I'm fuckin' with the DJ to play my new single

Hey, young Juiceman like Pringle

Stackin' up the paper, shorty, that's the sequel

I'm gettin money, I'm gettin money

Catch me in your trap and I'm still gettin' that money

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in the club throwin' nothin' but them hundos

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in your hood and I'm still gettin' that money

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in the mall spending nothin' but them hundos

I'm gettin money and I got the plug

Drought season in, chick is going for a thug

How you love that? How you love that?

Sell it for a dub and I'm payin' ten flat

And now let's pop it all the time

I got so many stacks and I'm still selling dimes

So you know I got the sack

Try and jack shit and get your weave pushed back

Young Juiceman and I don't play like that

I'd rather ride six forty five with top back

Twenty bricks a week, baby, can't top that

Swagger right, shorty, but you can call me Juice

I'm boomin' out the chain, better yet, I'm the truth

I keep it a hundred percent, rub a streeter in the booth

I got so many whips I can loan you a coupe

I got so many bricks I can lend him a deuce

I got so many stacks I can buy all your troops

I'm gettin money, I'm gettin money

Catch me in your trap and I'm still gettin' that money

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in the club throwin' nothin' but them hundos

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in your hood and I'm still gettin' that money

I'm gettin' that money, I'm gettin' that money

Catch me in the mall spending nothin' but them hundos