Wavybone

Juicy J

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Dm Em Dm Em The hustle continues
Dm Gettin' money is
Em 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' water
Em Now I'm richer off the shit I thought of
Dm From the home of the richest ballers I'm Richard Porter mixed with Mr. Porter
Em This picture all the jiggy shit I ordered
Dm I went to France and almost got deported
Em The fans is screaming when I hit the border I visit Nice like it's my sister's daughter
Dm Vision broad, I thought of all the different kids and all
Em Poor without a sip of water, time to get my shit in order
Dm And do somethin' different, gettin' tired of the same old shit
Em When I'm spittin' lines 'bout the section lines I sit you kids who listen for us
Dm I see prison for us until we pull back, that's a true fact
Em 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)
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(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 survivor
Em Keep a Sweet in my visor, bitch I'm keepin' it liver
Dm Than the average Joe, I think fast, talk slow
Em He think he want a war but he don't really wanna go
Dm Need to get me some head from Sheryl Crow
Em A helluva blow, from a millionaire snow
Dm You can waste your time, with the goody goody two shoes
Em Now I'm puttin' em on the spot, I give a ho the blues
Dm I'm touchin' on her cot, I put her on the block
Em You think I'm startin' over, bitch I ain't never stop
Dm Poppin' the trunk, and testin' the pills
Em 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 James
Em Got a group of hoes in EA , get a condo in Biscayne
Dm The Louis store, I drop bands, the Gucci store, I drop bands
Em Prada store, I went HAM, my left wrist, it cost a lamb
Dm Your girlfriend a groupie, like Trident, she wanna chew me
Em Hell naw I ain't cuffin' 'em, I'm a dog just like Snoopy
Dm And when I leave the mall, it's sold out, erryday shoppin'
Em Taylor Gang, blowin' money, $50,000 on wrist watches
Dm $100,000 in a plastic bag, we takin' off, bitch pack your bags
Em Bitch I came from having nothin', damn right I have to brag
Dm Try me and I'll pop your ass, stupid nigga, get a body bag
Em 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 up
Em The root of why most relationships is startin' break ups
Dm While niggas get haircuts, and bitches do makeup
Em While we take their penitentiary chances, we shake up
Dm It's an everyday struggle for the almighty dollar
Em Some is in the streets and some is workin' blue collar
Dm Real up in your field and man it make you wanna holler
Em Say your prayer for a player, amen, inshallah
Dm Been like that, ain't a damn thing change Money on mind, the red of my brain
Em Candy paint is gonna drip that stain Lean on left, the grip of my grain
Dm See ain't a damn thing change but the weather
Em 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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