Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Be Getting Money , by - Juvenile. Release date: 26.11.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Be Getting Money |
| I get plenty cheese, plenty plenty cheese |
| Cheese |
| BREAK!!! |
| While you niggaz steady talkin, we be gettin money |
| 24/7 on the grizzy that’s how we hustlin |
| We be gettin money, we be gettin money |
| We be gettin money over you we gettin money |
| I bleed lighter fluid, I’m on my barbecue |
| So keep you guard up boy 'fore I bark at you |
| I get plenty cheese, I’m a la macaroni |
| I’m shittin on 'em like my money got a bladder on it |
| Thug G hard, somewhere the gangster put a saddle on it |
| Get rid of beef like a trunkload of cattle on me |
| At America’s Game, you missed the ceremony |
| That bitch got papers on me, got me an alimony |
| The mayor went and told the chief to put a handle on me |
| Tourists visitin to see what’s all the pandemony |
| I parked the Benz, slang and win, they got the Phanton on me |
| They tried to tune a nigga out, I changed the channel on me |
| Bitches fallin in love, they burnin cameras on me |
| Meanwhile these niggaz schemin and scammin on me |
| Go 'head and hate, keep on runnin to what I carry on me |
| I’m at the plate with the bat, I’m doin the Barry homey! |
| Gene Gene with the thing now it’s buckwild |
| Shoot a nigga, I ain’t care, went to Juvenile |
| When I came home, it was ninety-six |
| Got a introduce, to the money bitch |
| All I want is bread, now I’m hood rich |
| Bankhead Shawty, let’s do this |
| Fuck it I’m so rich, so I bless my wrists |
| A hundred carats, you silly rabbit |
| I won’t stop now, I had to elevate |
| I’m a millionaire, and I ain’t graduate |
| I’m ballin up the boozy, I gotta stomach ache |
| Don’t ever wake up, yeah my life great |
| They tried to tune a nigga out, I changed the channel on me |
| I’m somethin like a pimp, with a bitch to please |
| From the hood so I’ll take a bitch to Mickey D’s |
| I get plenty money, I get plenty cheese |
| Livin life high since the first day I hit the weed |
| Bought a Lambo, which now means I get to speed |
| Never know what I’ma do they call me Mr. Trickysleeves |
| Lil' momma out of line? |
| I tell her hit the trees |
| Krystal wanna spend the night I told her wait 'til Vickie leaves |
| D-O-double-R, oh you can’t forget G |
| H-Town, D-Town, on my way to T-Town |
| N.Y.C. |
| me, watch me break a beat down |
| Lose a bitch, grab a badder bitch off the rebound |
| See a hater slide him, before my niggaz him |
| Screamin money ain’t a problem, watch me stick him up and rob him |
| 24 cal, light weap' revolver |
| Nigga try to come between the money that’s a problem solver |
| BREAK!!! |