Dm Em Dm Em The hustle continuesDm Gettin' money isEm Gettin' money is (put your mind to)Dm Gettin' money is (something you want)Em Gettin' money is (it come true) [Hook]Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) (I thought you knew)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) (I thought y'all knew)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you, baby) (It's what I do)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) [Verse 1]Dm I remember all the nights On different corners spittin', pitchin' waterEm Now I'm richer off the shit I thought ofDm From the home of the richest ballers I'm Richard Porter mixed with Mr. PorterEm This picture all the jiggy shit I orderedDm I went to France and almost got deportedEm The fans is screaming when I hit the border I visit Nice like it's my sister's daughterDm Vision broad, I thought of all the different kids and allEm Poor without a sip of water, time to get my shit in orderDm And do somethin' different, gettin' tired of the same old shitEm When I'm spittin' lines 'bout the section lines I sit you kids who listen for usDm I see prison for us until we pull back, that's a true factEm Get money, yeah I do that, thought you knew that [Hook]Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) (I thought you knew)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you)Continúa después del anuncio(I thought y'all knew)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you, baby) (It's what I do)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) [Verse 2]Dm Candy low slider, I'm a soul survivorEm Keep a Sweet in my visor, bitch I'm keepin' it liverDm Than the average Joe, I think fast, talk slowEm He think he want a war but he don't really wanna goDm Need to get me some head from Sheryl CrowEm A helluva blow, from a millionaire snowDm You can waste your time, with the goody goody two shoesEm Now I'm puttin' em on the spot, I give a ho the bluesDm I'm touchin' on her cot, I put her on the blockEm You think I'm startin' over, bitch I ain't never stopDm Poppin' the trunk, and testin' the pillsEm Don't give a fuck bout where you're from Don't give a fuck bout how you feel [Hook]Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) (I thought you knew)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) (I thought y'all knew)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you, baby) (It's what I do)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) [Verse 3]Dm I'm the best still in this game, I'm rich bitch like Rick JamesEm Got a group of hoes in EA , get a condo in BiscayneDm The Louis store, I drop bands, the Gucci store, I drop bandsEm Prada store, I went HAM, my left wrist, it cost a lambDm Your girlfriend a groupie, like Trident, she wanna chew meEm Hell naw I ain't cuffin' 'em, I'm a dog just like SnoopyDm And when I leave the mall, it's sold out, erryday shoppin'Em Taylor Gang, blowin' money, $50,000 on wrist watchesDm $100,000 in a plastic bag, we takin' off, bitch pack your bagsEm Bitch I came from having nothin', damn right I have to bragDm Try me and I'll pop your ass, stupid nigga, get a body bagEm All I talk is money ho, rich niggas don't lollygag [Hook]Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) (I thought you knew)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) (I thought y'all knew)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you, baby) (It's what I do)Dm Am G Em Gettin' money is (what I do-ooh-ooh, falling in love with you) [Verse 4]Dm Get money is the main reason most people wake upEm The root of why most relationships is startin' break upsDm While niggas get haircuts, and bitches do makeupEm While we take their penitentiary chances, we shake upDm It's an everyday struggle for the almighty dollarEm Some is in the streets and some is workin' blue collarDm Real up in your field and man it make you wanna hollerEm Say your prayer for a player, amen, inshallahDm Been like that, ain't a damn thing change Money on mind, the red of my brainEm Candy paint is gonna drip that stain Lean on left, the grip of my grainDm See ain't a damn thing change but the weatherEm So if you ain't breakin' bread then we can't even sit together [Otro]Dm Gettin' money is (what I, do)
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