All my enemies and my opps they getting buried Grab the wheel, grab the wheel, grab it like I'm Tuddie Nowadays I'm getting money I don't worry That's just coke up in her nose, that ain't no booger Looking at that girl I really shouldn't Looking at that

Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like Tryna make a living Come to my hood Everybody get it And for that paper all the wrong things sound right Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money Just a bittersweet symphony I'm from

Money, get away Get a good job with good pay and you're okay Money, it's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash New car, caviar, four star daydream Think I'll buy me a football team Money, get back I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of

I say bitch I smell like money, that’s that dope and cologne And if he ain’t getting money, don’t love him, leave his broke ass alone I say if he ain’t getting money, leave his stank ass alone Here I go, here I go this that C5 Bitch I’m back, with that

Ayy, ayy, I need 20 for a verse, I need 40 for a show I got bitches gettin' naked, throwin' money on the floor Big Patek bust down, pussy hatin' 'cause he broke I ain't never played the bitch, I'm in the game and that's for sure Claustrophobic, dropped

Fuck bitches, get money Yeah, my baby girl gon' give me a son I found a girl that can do both She balling with the crew And she just like me 'cause all she wanna do (All she wanna do is) Fuck bitches, get money (All she wanna do is)

I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor Going down by the second round, all hail the underground How that sound? Xzibit backing down from a conflict Fuck the

Shit getting realer and realer, uh Came up on a couple of million, uh I invest that in some buildings, uh Look at my money, it tripled, uh I lost my bro to the system, uh I lost my bro to a pistol, uh They tried to take me with him, uh I can't go for

Guwop how much you pay for that Patek Phillipe? (hundred thousand) Pretty please get them broke niggas way from me (hundred thousand) I don't want no bitch to fuck with me for free (what's a thousand?) You know a rich nigga can't fuck no ho for free

I told her how to get money (money) That's my hoe, shawty go bend it over That's my hoe, baby go bend it over We made a mill off a trap phone And we got the key to the streets (key) We got your hoe on a leash (your hoe) And I told her how to get money