Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gettin Money, artist - DJ Drama. Date of issue: 03.12.2007
Song language: English
Gettin Money |
| Earli in the morning, when the sun asleep |
| You can find me in a Catalac, out by the creek |
| Bendin corners, ridin steep, yeah, I’m smokin my Keef |
| My baller things are quite steep, so the pockets are deep |
| And Texas my home, where I do my dirt |
| While these boys chacin skirts, I’m puttin in work |
| One word to the man Martin Luther King |
| I get the green, stackin the ching ching |
| Money over everything, money is first |
| I be right there on the corner, till the cash disperse |
| One word if he ain’t give me anything, and to Andrew too |
| Bring Alex over, fuck it, the whole crew |
| Money in the rubber band, stackin the chips |
| While the road suckers on the side, bumpin they lips |
| These boys is talkin noise, but they sweet as a Cantaloupe |
| I’m posted in here, so you can never call me |
| Gettin money, still stayin up on the grind |
| Got them Benjamans, them cheques and grams up on my mind |
| I’m gettin money, steady stackin my bread |
| Soon as I get up out the bed, thems the thoughts in my head |
| I’m gettin money, I’m collectin my cash |
| I’m stackin change, put it all in my stash |
| Ain’t nothin greater than calculating my paper |
| Haters, I shake 'm off with the salt shaker |
| Payin full price for a slice, I want a full loaf of the bread |
| I’m countin stacks with the big face head |
| Nothin don’t change but the kommas and the zeros |
| Mixtape money, same as the keelos |
| Get that cash, backwards and forwards |
| I grind all day, and hustle tomorrow |
| Mind on my money, get mama out the sewer |
| She worked so hard, her boys bairly knew her |
| Runnin dope boy fresh, Cocaine conasur |
| Tryed to straight drop, 100 percent pure |
| Everyday I’m hustlin, for Tripple Seese |
| Call it cash for fact, I flip the D |
| I’m boss hog, and yes, my crew bruin |
| Paul, tell 'm what I’m doin |
| Gettin money, still stayin up on the grind |
| Got them Benjamans, them cheques and grams up on my mind |
| I’m gettin money, steady stackin my bread |
| Soon as I get up out the bed, thems the thoughts in my head |
| I’m gettin money, I’m collectin my cash |
| I’m stackin change, put it all in my stash |
| Gettin money, if it’s dark outside, or if it’s sunny |
| Slim Thugger gotta get it, stayin hungry |
| I ain’t a dummy, I’m throwin my cash up in the stash |
| While a boss still ball, your wings don’t last |
| I got old money, 1994 money |
| That on the low money, dope sold money |
| Small money, keep that at your home money |
| I’m on everything that I’m in, I’m grown money |
| CEO favor, R&B pages |
| I’m fuckin the Jalotto, just give me the Keef paper |
| You gettin low doe, plan to sell dope |
| Could take a fuckin year off, and still blow doe |
| Could never signed the deal, and still get more doe |
| Sell dope, and still ball like I got four |
| I’m gettin bread, it’s time to eat, I’m gettin fed |
| I’m on the grind 24 7, I sleep when I’m dead |
| Gettin money, still stayin up on the grind |
| Got them Benjamans, them cheques and grams up on my mind |
| I’m gettin money, steady stackin my bread |
| Soon as I get up out the bed, thems the thoughts in my head |
| I’m gettin money, I’m collectin my cash |
| I’m stackin change, put it all in my stash |