Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Money, artist - Ace Hood. Album song Ruthless, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Get Money |
It’s so incredible |
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas |
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their hands up |
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up |
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch 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 shit |
Yeah I gave you a classic in my debut |
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 |
Fuck what you heard momma raised a fuckin thug |
Money on my mind imagine what’s up in the trunk |
And it get me 10 to life therefore i’m driving slow as fuck |
On the road to riches feelin like a billionaire (boss) |
A got a couple mill a couple more an I’m really there |
Haters talk around me fuck em like I really care |
When we handle our business sorry they were never there |
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas |
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their hands up |
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up |
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch 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 bitch I think I’m king tuck |
A nigga young and rich who feel like can’t be touched |
Forty stacks for the shades, 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 bitches a prison an feeling no fear |
More money means more louis carry-on |
When I touch your city you should see how hoes carry on |
Bitch what’s my name ace fuckin hood ain’t a damn thang change us |
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas |
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their hands up |
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up |
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up |
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga |
Shit shit, 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 fucking with the franchise |
I decide how much you form the shit 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 shit nigga garbage you’s a rat never build for this mob shit |
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas |
I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their hands up |
I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up |
I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up |
Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga |