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- Young Jeezy Been Getting Money 歌詞
- Young Jeezy
- Had a mill at 16
Know how that felt
And I'm still kicking shit
Bitch black belt
Shoulda seen me in that yella 4-30
Got it washed everyday
Bitch never seen dirty
Told me meet him
At the waffle house
He got a clean 30
On my Domino's shit
Only took a mean 30
My folks always on time yeah
I'm talking seen murders
Is it me or this frank
Mueller it just seem early
I'm in something low-key steady
Mobbing with them thangs
Greet us always
Steady mobbing be the game
Cut the music down
Cause my cellphone ringing
From what I just heard think
My cellphone dreaming
Wasn't doing this I'd probably
Be a politician
F**k first forty-eight just
Too much snitching
If them folks get behind me it
Be a whole lot of chasing
Cause I ain't pulling over it
Be a whole lotta arresting
What
Ain't a damn thing change now
Cause I been getting money
Who you know pulled up
Black cars jeweled up
With the big-faced hundreds
Put them things on the road now
Nigga still getting that dough now
Niggas think I lucked up
Must got me f**ked up
Cause I been getting money
And just when I thought it
Couldn't get no better
Nigga hit me on my chirp
Got all my cheddar
All wondering why I got this shit
Runnin like a shower
Big bag full of white
You woulda thought it
Was some flour
Work hard in the kitchen
Like a culinary school
I be doin my thang
I'm a culinary fool
So much Pj
I was pissin that shit
Talkin bottles
So big put a fist in that shit
You were born that way
Always be a hater
Don Jaun on these hoes
Always be a playa
Way I run thru the check
I Shoulda been a calculator
I'm so cold with this shit
Count it in the refrigerator
Jewelry store green bob
Bought my first Cartier
Threw em 30 thou
And got the f**k up outta there
That's how jo jo jimbo
And dave day got indicted
There's a party with the feds
I ain't tynna get invited
Ain't a damn thing change now
Cause I been getting money
Who you know pulled up
Black cars jeweled up
With the big-faced hundreds
Put them things on the road now
Nigga still getting that dough now
Niggas think I lucked up
Must got me f**ked up
Cause I been getting money
Imagine this breeze coming
From the ceiling fan
Stack a hundred bills in
Your right hand
Right there by the couch
Bag of rubber bands
Gotta get 5 double stacked
That's a hundred grand
Rose gold jacob
4 units for the timepiece
Got my niggas working
So much they need a time sheet
They thought it was a joke
Until I copped that 6
7:45 pull up in that bitch
Ever see a nigga pop a hundred
Bottles for the club
Had a big trash bag get
That money dem bitches love
One song blew a quarter chicken
Yeah that's a car tote
If a nigga re'ing up with half
A ticket that's a car quote
Ain't a damn thing change now
Cause I been getting money
Who you know pulled up
Black cars jeweled up
With the big-faced hundreds
Put them things on the road now
Nigga still getting that dough now
Niggas think I lucked up
Must got me f**ked up
Cause I been getting money
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