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T-Pain [Chorus]
Hey Hey, I'm gettin' money on the streets
You niggas don't know how to eat
Hey, I turn a dime into a dollar
If you know how to hustle, nigga, holla
I do it how I does it
I get it from my cousin, now I'm buzzin'
Hey, and you know who I am
They know what kinda man, understand
Homie, it don't really matter what they say
Bitch I'm gettin' Money!
Birdman:
Coming through Shinin', blew a couple of hundreds
Big timin' all the time, nigga, been stuntin'
Pearl white Maybach, nigga, spent a Mil
Bugatti for two, on the hill
Shinin' with my strap in my right pocket
Hundred thousand today, on that sky rocket
From 'round the block, doin' this shit 'round the clock
Million dollar nigga, doin' this shit nonstop
Swagged out, big doggin' on a private flight
Poppin' bottles, celebrating, livin' life.
Blowin' Big, Feet landed down in the sand
YMCMB Nigga, rich gang.
T-Pain [Chorus]
Mack Maine:
Uh, Big Dog Shit, Nigga
I'm on my feet like dog shit, nigga.
Tell them hatin' niggas miss me with that hatin' shit
And tell them bitches, my dick got a waitin' list
I ain't trippin', nigga I'm just taking trips
Put that money on a trampoline and make it flip
Young Mack, stupid Mack (?)
I just bought a Coupe, the roof is translucent
Pockets on et cetera
Money talk, bullshit walk like George Jefferson
Virgins: they ain't fuckin' with us.
Young Money, Cash Money, fuck them other niggas.
T-Pain [Chorus]
Lil' Wayne:
If I ain't gettin' money, then I'm gettin' pussy
I don't play with you pussies, get a silver bullet
I know you lookin', so how I look?
I don't fuck with niggas, call me George Bush
It's Tunechi Baby, the money man
The money talks, now understand
That choppa make a nigga do the runnin' man
I will take yo girl and turn her pussy to a punchin' bag
I'ma stunt my ass off, bitch that's word to Stunna Man
School these bitch ass niggas, you a undergrad
The world is in my hand, smack the shit out you with my other hand
Young Money, Cash Money, welcome to Wonderland.
T-Pain [Chorus]
Hey Hey, I'm gettin' money on the streets
You niggas don't know how to eat
Hey, I turn a dime into a dollar
If you know how to hustle, nigga, holla
I do it how I does it
I get it from my cousin, now I'm buzzin'
Hey, and you know who I am
They know what kinda man, understand
Homie, it don't really matter what they say
Bitch I'm gettin' Money!
Birdman:
Coming through Shinin', blew a couple of hundreds
Big timin' all the time, nigga, been stuntin'
Pearl white Maybach, nigga, spent a Mil
Bugatti for two, on the hill
Shinin' with my strap in my right pocket
Hundred thousand today, on that sky rocket
From 'round the block, doin' this shit 'round the clock
Million dollar nigga, doin' this shit nonstop
Swagged out, big doggin' on a private flight
Poppin' bottles, celebrating, livin' life.
Blowin' Big, Feet landed down in the sand
YMCMB Nigga, rich gang.
T-Pain [Chorus]
Mack Maine:
Uh, Big Dog Shit, Nigga
I'm on my feet like dog shit, nigga.
Tell them hatin' niggas miss me with that hatin' shit
And tell them bitches, my dick got a waitin' list
I ain't trippin', nigga I'm just taking trips
Put that money on a trampoline and make it flip
Young Mack, stupid Mack (?)
I just bought a Coupe, the roof is translucent
Pockets on et cetera
Money talk, bullshit walk like George Jefferson
Virgins: they ain't fuckin' with us.
Young Money, Cash Money, fuck them other niggas.
T-Pain [Chorus]
Lil' Wayne:
If I ain't gettin' money, then I'm gettin' pussy
I don't play with you pussies, get a silver bullet
I know you lookin', so how I look?
I don't fuck with niggas, call me George Bush
It's Tunechi Baby, the money man
The money talks, now understand
That choppa make a nigga do the runnin' man
I will take yo girl and turn her pussy to a punchin' bag
I'ma stunt my ass off, bitch that's word to Stunna Man
School these bitch ass niggas, you a undergrad
The world is in my hand, smack the shit out you with my other hand
Young Money, Cash Money, welcome to Wonderland.
T-Pain [Chorus]
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