Gettin’ Money

Lyrics

[Intro: Paul Wall & Slim Thug] Swishahouse (Boss Hogg Outlawz) I'm on a paper chase, baby, Paul Wall On that grind, you talkin mayne (Slim Thugga) Live from the grid iron Every penny, nickel, dime, every dollar I want it, it's mine, baby, gettin money Drama, what up? Feel this [Verse 1: Paul Wall] Early in the morning while the sun asleep You can find me in a Cadillac out on the creek Bendin corners, hittin stains, yeah, I'm earnin my keep My baller bills are quite steep, so the pockets are deep And Texas my home, where I do my dirt While these boys chasin skirts, I'm out puttin in work From Wertz to Hirsch, all the way to Martin Luther King From Greensroad to Greene, I'm stackin that ching ching Money over everything, paper is first I be right there on the corner til the cash dispersed I want Abraham and Ben, give me Andrew too And bring Alex and George, fuck it, the whole crew Money in them 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 like a envelope so you can never call me broke [Chorus: Paul Wall] I'm gettin money, stayin up on my grind Got them Benjamins, them Jacksons and Grants up on my mind I'm gettin money, steady stackin my bread Soon as I get up out the bed, them hustle thoughts in my head I'm gettin money, I'm collectin my cash I'm hittin stains, count the change, put it all in my stash I'm gettin money, yeah I'm broadin it last I was broke in the past but now I'm gettin money [Verse 2: Lil Keke] Ain't nothin greater than calculating my paper I annihilate haters and pepper these salt shakers 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 commas and the zeros Mixtape money and the hard is for the kilos Get that cash, niggas backwards and forward I grind all day, and I hustle tomorrow [Verse 3: Killa Kyleon] I got my mind on my money, that moolah on my medulla Gutter flow up out the sewer, the boy, it's the manure Runnin dope boy fresh, a cocaine connoisseur I divide and straight drop 100 percent pure Everyday I'm hustlin, for Tripple Seese I collect cash for crack, that's fact, I flip the D And I'm Boss Hogg, and yes, my crew bruin Franks heavy in the pockets, Paul, tell 'm what I'm doin [Chorus: Paul Wall] I'm gettin money, stayin up on my grind Got them Benjamins, them Jacksons and Grants up on my mind I'm gettin money, steady stackin my bread Soon as I get up out the bed, them hustle thoughts in my head I'm gettin money, I'm collectin my cash I'm hittin stains, count the change, put it all in my stash I'm gettin money, yeah I'm broadin it last I was broke in the past but now I'm gettin money [Verse 4: Slim Thug] I'm gettin money, if it's dark outside or if it's sunny Slim Thugger gotta get it, stayin with it, stayin hungry I ain't a dummy, I'm throwin my cash up in the stash That's why the boss still ball while you lames don't last I got old money, 1994 money That on the low, throwback ki, re-sold money Nigga get small money, behind on your home money I'm on everything that I'm in, I'm grown money I'm CEO paper, double R&B pages I'm fuckin hit the lot and just give me the key paper You gettin low dough, dependent on show dough I fuckin take the year off, and I still blow dough I was a mil before the deal, and still get more dough Sold gold and still ball like I went bought four I'm gettin bread, it's time to eat, I'm gettin fed I'm on the grind 24/7, I'll sleep when I'm dead [Chorus: Paul Wall] I'm gettin money, stayin up on my grind Got them Benjamins, them Jacksons and Grants up on my mind I'm gettin money, steady stackin my bread Soon as I get up out the bed, them hustle thoughts in my head I'm gettin money, I'm collectin my cash I'm hittin stains, count the change, put it all in my stash I'm gettin money, yeah I'm broadin it last I was broke in the past but now I'm gettin money