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Getting To The Money

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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah

Smokin' on some trees yeah yeah yeah
And it's still fuck the police yeah yeah yeah
I'll be countin' up the cheese yeah yeah yeah
I, swear my life at ease yeah yeah yeah
Wake up in the mornin' screamin' "Hallelujah"
Gettin' all this money, don't you let 'em fool ya
I've been gettin' to the money it ain't nothin' new yeah
Tell 'em "Fuck the haters" yeah we fuckin' do yeah

Movin' too fast, ayy
But I sip really slow, yeah
Count up the racks, yeah
Then run up some more, yeah
You already know, yeah
Young nigga gettin' that dough
Gettin' that money, with all my woes yeah
Can't give a fuck about hoes yeah
Nigga you trippin', you ain't never caught me slippin', yeah
Young and I get it, ayy
Nigga get out your feelings, yeah
I got the business, I got the cake and I got the biscuits
Niggas is bitches, do anything to get my attention
Dwayne Johnson on you niggas, lil' baby love the way I rock, yeah
And she in love with the way I eat up and beat up the box, yeah
I got some lean in the back and I got all the weed in my sock
You askin' too many questions, you startin' to sound like a cop, yeah

Smokin' on some trees yeah yeah yeah
And it's still fuck the police yeah yeah yeah
I'll be countin' up the cheese yeah yeah yeah
I, swear my life at ease yeah yeah yeah
Wake up in the mornin' screamin' "Hallelujah"
Gettin' all this money, don't you let 'em fool ya
I've been gettin' to the money it ain't nothin' new yeah
Tell 'em "Fuck the haters" yeah we fuckin' do yeah

Yeah, they know me as "wstside", or 45, or the ice cream man (wooh)
Visit Jumeirah in the summer, had lil' mamas lil' toes in the sand (sand)
Give me that perfect head, until that aeroplane lands
We didn't even need a bed, we didn't even want one yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Niggas hate me for the chip up on my shoulder (on my shoulder)
I look like I sell bricks, and smell like Tom Ford Oud Wood
I had to sit and think, then I just had to pour up, yeah
Ain't a party unless one of us just throw up, yeah
Niggas wanna fight, I just want bread, uh
All of my bitches obsessed dawg, I don't wanna leave my bed
Forever in love with the paper, got family that need to get fed
No bitch could ever touch my bread, nah nah

Smokin' on some trees yeah yeah yeah
And it's still fuck the police yeah yeah yeah
I'll be countin' up the cheese yeah yeah yeah
I, swear my life at ease yeah yeah yeah
Wake up in the mornin' screamin' "Hallelujah"
Gettin' all this money, don't you let 'em fool ya
I've been gettin' to the money it ain't nothin' new yeah
Tell 'em "Fuck the haters" yeah we fuckin' do yeah

Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some, yeah
Gotta get this money
Gotta get me some

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:03.65] Gotta get this money
[00:04.89] Gotta get me some, yeah
[00:07.50] Gotta get this money
[00:08.75] Gotta get me some, yeah
[00:12.35] Gotta get me some, yeah
[00:14.75] Gotta get this money
[00:16.25] Gotta get me some, yeah
[00:18.55] Gotta get this money
[00:19.99] Gotta get me some, yeah
[00:22.24] Gotta get this money
[00:23.51] Gotta get me some, yeah
[00:26.18] Gotta get this money
[00:27.12] Gotta get me some, yeah
[00:28.43] Smokin' on some trees yeah yeah yeah
[00:31.85] And it's still fuck the police yeah yeah yeah
[00:35.47] I'll be countin' up the cheese yeah yeah yeah
[00:39.17] I, swear my life at ease yeah yeah yeah
[00:43.30] Wake up in the mornin' screamin' "Hallelujah"
[00:47.19] Gettin' all this money, don't you let 'em fool ya
[00:50.23] I've been gettin' to the money it ain't nothin' new yeah
[00:54.42] Tell 'em "Fuck the haters" yeah we fuckin' do yeah
[00:59.69] Movin' too fast, ayy
[01:01.19] But I sip really slow, yeah
[01:03.20] Count up the racks, yeah
[01:04.80] Then run up some more, yeah
[01:06.87] You already know, yeah
[01:08.13] Young nigga gettin' that dough
[01:09.57] Gettin' that money, with all my woes yeah
[01:11.83] Can't give a fuck about hoes yeah
[01:14.26] Nigga you trippin', you ain't never caught me slippin', yeah
[01:17.96] Young and I get it, ayy
[01:19.29] Nigga get out your feelings, yeah
[01:21.67] I got the business, I got the cake and I got the biscuits
[01:25.27] Niggas is bitches, do anything to get my attention
[01:28.17] Dwayne Johnson on you niggas, lil' baby love the way I rock, yeah
[01:31.76] And she in love with the way I eat up and beat up the box, yeah
[01:35.63] I got some lean in the back and I got all the weed in my sock
[01:39.22] You askin' too many questions, you startin' to sound like a cop, yeah
[01:42.45] Smokin' on some trees yeah yeah yeah
[01:45.84] And it's still fuck the police yeah yeah yeah
[01:49.48] I'll be countin' up the cheese yeah yeah yeah
[01:53.15] I, swear my life at ease yeah yeah yeah
[01:57.30] Wake up in the mornin' screamin' "Hallelujah"
[02:00.93] Gettin' all this money, don't you let 'em fool ya
[02:04.09] I've been gettin' to the money it ain't nothin' new yeah
[02:08.23] Tell 'em "Fuck the haters" yeah we fuckin' do yeah
[02:12.49] Yeah, they know me as "wstside", or 45, or the ice cream man (wooh)
[02:17.15] Visit Jumeirah in the summer, had lil' mamas lil' toes in the sand (sand)
[02:20.74] Give me that perfect head, until that aeroplane lands
[02:24.38] We didn't even need a bed, we didn't even want one yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[02:29.08] Niggas hate me for the chip up on my shoulder (on my shoulder)
[02:32.45] I look like I sell bricks, and smell like Tom Ford Oud Wood
[02:36.36] I had to sit and think, then I just had to pour up, yeah
[02:40.06] Ain't a party unless one of us just throw up, yeah
[02:44.76] Niggas wanna fight, I just want bread, uh
[02:47.06] All of my bitches obsessed dawg, I don't wanna leave my bed
[02:50.63] Forever in love with the paper, got family that need to get fed
[02:54.10] No bitch could ever touch my bread, nah nah
[02:56.13] Smokin' on some trees yeah yeah yeah
[02:59.55] And it's still fuck the police yeah yeah yeah
[03:03.14] I'll be countin' up the cheese yeah yeah yeah
[03:06.88] I, swear my life at ease yeah yeah yeah
[03:11.04] Wake up in the mornin' screamin' "Hallelujah"
[03:14.63] Gettin' all this money, don't you let 'em fool ya
[03:18.04] I've been gettin' to the money it ain't nothin' new yeah
[03:22.20] Tell 'em "Fuck the haters" yeah we fuckin' do yeah
[03:26.78] Gotta get this money
[03:28.07] Gotta get me some, yeah
[03:30.43] Gotta get this money
[03:31.73] Gotta get me some, yeah
[03:34.02] Gotta get this money
[03:35.42] Gotta get me some, yeah
[03:37.79] Gotta get this money
[03:39.32] Gotta get me some
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