Lyrics

[Intro] Gettin' to the money, mi-mi-mixin' up the money We over here countin' money like a bankteller on this side Gettin' to the money, gettin', gettin' to the money You hear that shit clickin' in the background? *Drrrrr, ding!* Gettin' to the money, mi-mi-mixin' up the money Some never taste that, you heard? Gettin' to the money, gettin', gettin' to the money Dope boys, what's up? Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money My fly bitches, what's up? Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money Hope my niggas gettin' at that money [?] Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money Holla at a nigga that's real when you see him Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money Make it rain, why don't you? [Verse] Gettin' at this money, pockets lookin' bloated Shit, ain't nuttin' funny when this Glock is fully loaded Mixin' up this paper like we mixin' up the batter Shit, I fuck her once and I forget a nigga had her Juliet on Sunday, toolie for the gun play Bitch, I stay fly like I'm pullin' off the runway (Pyong!) Money gettin' crazy like my bank account is padded (Loco!) Speakin' 'bout my money, it be talkin' like a parrot (Ah, ah!) Got a bad bitch with her whole back tatted (Woah) Pretty long hair, when we fuck, she tell me, "Grab it!" (Er) Feedin' for the pipe, it's like a fuckin' crack addict (Ah, ah) Niggas bustin' off like a 40 automatic (Pow!) [Chorus] Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money Yes, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money Count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it, count it Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money