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Cali, Cali, Cali (Alyssa Bernal) · Money Money Money (Abracadabra) · Money Money Money: The ABBA Story (Gary Tesca) · We Be Getting Money (DJ Cover This) · I'm Getting' Money (OJ da Juiceman) · I'm Getting' Money (OJ da Juiceman) · Getting That Money (T.I.) · We Be Getting Money (Juvenile) · Passport Swag (Yung Berg) · Swag Flu (Soulja Boy) – and 90 other albums »


a candle like Mariah, I'm so fire
When I step in the club, get low!, like Flo Rider
Cause I'm a Pimp
You can tell by the limp
When I step aside
the real niggaz love him
Even though their girlfriend wanna fuck him
I guess, gotta be my swag

Gettin? money in Frisco, wearin? my raincoat
See I'm gettin?
The taste of this joint

We rolling it up from Philly
And I need all the weed from Cali
Original, cutting the beat
And I getting all the weed
I said,
love him)
(Even though they girlfriend wanna fuck him, I guess)
Gotta be my swag

[T.I.]
Gettin' money in Frisco, wearin' my raincoat
See I'm
on it
Know you wanna clone it
Ain't like me (that chick too bony)
Ride this beat beat beat (like a pony)
Meet me at the top (top) top
(Getting
suck dick

Got the bops in the house, socking bitches in they mouth
See my neck iced the fuck out (I'm getting money nigga)
At the fucking mall, 40
Young and I’m getting it, young and I’m getting it
Young and I’m getting it, I’m just young and I don’t give a shit
I just want the money, y’all can
on my ring nigga
Gold watches, gold chain nigga
Hundred thou' on champagne nigga
Yeah my money insane nigga
Yeah I'm making it rain nigga
But I was just
you how to do me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
You like the four-door, (me) I just do two
If you ain't getting money, nigga, I'm nothin' like you
I'm from
me do me

You like the fo' door, me I just do two
If you ain't getting money, then I'm nothin' like you
I'm from the ol' school, you from the new
just want the money, y’all can keep them bitches
'Cause I’m young and I’m getting it, I’m young and I’m getting it

[Chorus]
Okay, I wake up in
you how to do me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
You like the four-door, (me) I just do two
If you ain't getting money, nigga, I'm nothin' like you
I'm from
the club getting money with the thugs
Keep it pimping baby
Keep it pimping baby
Southside, westside, eastside, northside
Keep it pimping baby
Keep it
the club getting money with the thugs
Keep it pimping baby
Keep it pimping baby
Southside, westside, eastside, northside
Keep it pimping baby
Keep it
loved ones 
It's alright... OC's to IE's where I was sidin 
SC's to Southern Cali's where I live by
 
[Chorus]
Maybach shit
Cameras in the ceiling, Seline on my arm
We get ghost, you already know what it is
Money stuffed in my bag
Maybach shit

Bright lights
I was on my way to go and get some money
The clouds gon' red Be-fore I get some money
I'm riding in my two door, running from cops, I'm by my
[Verse 1]
We getting money got the getting money
My nigga from Rap a Lot get the money
Nigga from tha row get the money
Stick wid it niggas is get
change
And keep this money like Southern Cali, it never rain
See, I ain't playin games wit ya, so get it right
And I get Toed up under city lights, I I
big cash
Got a sick swag tell the haters get mad (come on)
We in the club holmes getting our thug on
Bottles of patron if you grown get your buzz on
We
money ain't the topic, homie, I ain't even talkin'
Hated on by the workers but I'm cool with all the bosses

Catch me flossin' at the mall, talkin
know that I'm gunning,
Laff about the doe but really ain't nothing funny,
Getting rich in a rush, Yeah you know us,
We the Usual Suspectsss,
The real
green shit
Getting head by some bitch who made the dean's list
Hair graded, talking Tony the Tiger
Ridin' in that white Mercedes, I call it Delilah
you know, diamond district
Platinum Rolex's with the chips in it
Money to burn, n**** when will you learn
It's automatic, now I realize I gotta have
And then pretend ya gettin' old 
Nigga, we let you know, diamond district 
Platinum Rolex's with the chips in it 
Money to burn, nigga when will you learn