Stoic Bliss Baby
Perfect Perfect Perfect
I was gonna rip his heart out
I am the best ever
I am the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion that's been
There is no one that can stop me
Links to the conqueror no I am Alexander
He is no Alexander
I am the best ever there's never been anybody as ruthless
I am sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey
There is no one like me I'm from their cloth
There is no one that can match me
Say less flee
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Acid, few York city hoe
What I do nigga ya don't even get it tho
Got the money in the bank nigga whatchu think
Sex money on your bitch nigga watchu bang
I'm on that new shit, few people get it tho
You pushin hard shit and I don't even need a ghost
Few York City Nigga better watch yo mouth
You got these pussy niggaz all up in yo f*ckin house, hollup
Hold up, got me bangin on my chest, what I'm doin nigga
Got me bangin on my chest f*ck dupreme
Niggaz be like why you lookin clean so mean
All jeweled out lookin mean cz I beam
But I beam with the glock nigga
So hold up, why u fiend on the block nigga
I put 20 bands on the fukin rocks nigga
You screamin' Yankees but you really Socks nigga
Getting to this money mane tora ke
Bangla rap etimkhana ego khaite de
Kar koto dom tofat akash patale
Shuru korse kara, matha jhaka de
Oh tumi rap legend naki bhaya
Radio te tomar gaan baje daily bhaiya
Facebook e tomar weight onek beshi bhaya
Fata kolshi tumi, bajo beshi tai na
Pocket vora taka Mane tora ke
Borishaler chele ami ashi jahaje
Matirito manush kintu Thaki akashe
Naak diye shukhe nen Graan batashe
Bonduk amar baam haathe Taka ache daan pashe
Bandhobi dekhi nache Bou amai ghore daake
Piniketo ami chaade Matha gelo bonobashe
Bangalito shathe ache Taka guni baro mashe
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Getting to the Money Video (MV)
Performed By: Ac1d & Kazi & Lit Slick
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Hamidur Shakik, Kazi Rahman, Niaz Khan
Ac1d & Kazi & Lit Slick - Getting to the Money Lyrics
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Stoic Bliss Baby
Perfect Perfect Perfect
I was gonna rip his heart out
I am the best ever
I am the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion that's been
There is no one that can stop me
Links to the conqueror no I am Alexander
He is no Alexander
I am the best ever there's never been anybody as ruthless
I am sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey
There is no one like me I'm from their cloth
There is no one that can match me
Say less flee
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Acid, few York city hoe
What I do nigga ya don't even get it tho
Got the money in the bank nigga whatchu think
Sex money on your bitch nigga watchu bang
I'm on that new shit, few people get it tho
You pushin hard shit and I don't even need a ghost
Few York City Nigga better watch yo mouth
You got these pussy niggaz all up in yo f*ckin house, hollup
Hold up, got me bangin on my chest, what I'm doin nigga
Got me bangin on my chest f*ck dupreme
Niggaz be like why you lookin clean so mean
All jeweled out lookin mean cz I beam
But I beam with the glock nigga
So hold up, why u fiend on the block nigga
I put 20 bands on the fukin rocks nigga
You screamin' Yankees but you really Socks nigga
Getting to this money mane tora ke
Bangla rap etimkhana ego khaite de
Kar koto dom tofat akash patale
Shuru korse kara, matha jhaka de
Oh tumi rap legend naki bhaya
Radio te tomar gaan baje daily bhaiya
Facebook e tomar weight onek beshi bhaya
Fata kolshi tumi, bajo beshi tai na
Pocket vora taka Mane tora ke
Borishaler chele ami ashi jahaje
Matirito manush kintu Thaki akashe
Naak diye shukhe nen Graan batashe
Bonduk amar baam haathe Taka ache daan pashe
Bandhobi dekhi nache Bou amai ghore daake
Piniketo ami chaade Matha gelo bonobashe
Bangalito shathe ache Taka guni baro mashe
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Perfect Perfect Perfect
I was gonna rip his heart out
I am the best ever
I am the most brutal and most vicious and most ruthless champion that's been
There is no one that can stop me
Links to the conqueror no I am Alexander
He is no Alexander
I am the best ever there's never been anybody as ruthless
I am sonny Liston, I'm Jack Dempsey
There is no one like me I'm from their cloth
There is no one that can match me
Say less flee
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Acid, few York city hoe
What I do nigga ya don't even get it tho
Got the money in the bank nigga whatchu think
Sex money on your bitch nigga watchu bang
I'm on that new shit, few people get it tho
You pushin hard shit and I don't even need a ghost
Few York City Nigga better watch yo mouth
You got these pussy niggaz all up in yo f*ckin house, hollup
Hold up, got me bangin on my chest, what I'm doin nigga
Got me bangin on my chest f*ck dupreme
Niggaz be like why you lookin clean so mean
All jeweled out lookin mean cz I beam
But I beam with the glock nigga
So hold up, why u fiend on the block nigga
I put 20 bands on the fukin rocks nigga
You screamin' Yankees but you really Socks nigga
Getting to this money mane tora ke
Bangla rap etimkhana ego khaite de
Kar koto dom tofat akash patale
Shuru korse kara, matha jhaka de
Oh tumi rap legend naki bhaya
Radio te tomar gaan baje daily bhaiya
Facebook e tomar weight onek beshi bhaya
Fata kolshi tumi, bajo beshi tai na
Pocket vora taka Mane tora ke
Borishaler chele ami ashi jahaje
Matirito manush kintu Thaki akashe
Naak diye shukhe nen Graan batashe
Bonduk amar baam haathe Taka ache daan pashe
Bandhobi dekhi nache Bou amai ghore daake
Piniketo ami chaade Matha gelo bonobashe
Bangalito shathe ache Taka guni baro mashe
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Gettin' to the money who the f*ck is you
Gang gang here nigga get a clue
Four doors nigga f*ck a coupe
Bunch of young boyz I don't need to shoot
Writer: Hamidur Shakik, Kazi Rahman, Niaz Khan
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, O/B/O DistroKid