Get Money 作曲：Antoine McColister、Maurice Carpenter、Leigh Elliott、Johnny Mollings、Lenny Mollings、William Roberts
Ace Hood, rosay We the fucking best, maybach
It's so incredible
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
I'm like fresh outfit, blunts they lit And a nigga out in bout who don't buck a shit Yeah I gave you a classic in my day view Cashflow for the hoes I bought (straight to) You wanna ride you can't be actin like dre foo' N.W.A. I bet you ace played you Hollywood hollywood I see the big lights And I'm with my big homie ricky nigga yeah right
Every minute that my heart pump blood Fuck what you heard momma raised a fuckin thug Money on my mind imagine what's up in the trunk And it get me to the life of funk driver store's thug On the other ridges feelin like a billionaire A got a couple mill a couple more an I'm really there Haters talk around me fuck em like I really care When we handle our business sorry they were never there
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Money ain't a thing I remain blinged up Hundred on the chain bitch I think I'm king tuck A nigga young and rich who feel like can't be touched Fourty stacks for the chase no I can't see much Unless you get the dollars still talkin cashflow
Thousand dollar bill president fidel castro Nigga with a attitude .50 and a mac-10 Ross cool as ice cube dicky and the black chef
I'm in a heli-chopper starin at the boat docks Good weather good weather means more flux Look in my eyes you can tell I'm seeing so clear I get them bitches a prison an feeling no fear More money means more louis carry-on When I touch your city you should see how hoes carrillo Bitch what's my name ace fuckin hood ain't a damn thang change us
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
Shit shit, and I'm a gettin money ass nigga Fast with the duffle bags with the cash in it White squares that's equivalence of mo dough I hear my nigga ricky selling on my promo I make it rain hoe better wear your poncho To seek me on my TMO I get you mo slow The good life beats side of my condo You know the name ask jermaine on cut thoug
Wooh, you talkin funny would you fucking with the franchise I decide how much you form the shit we let ride I gave niggas your first startup Showed you how to dress made the hood be a part of Maybe I should have kept my thought off It's all good neather he'd hit the guard off Now you shit nigga garbage you's a rat never build for this mob shit
I do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas I do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up I do it for the haters that them never put their hands up I do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up Nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga