BIG LO$ - Gettin' 2 Da Money (Prod. By GT) Lyrics

Young nigga gettin that cash, movin them bags, boy I got the soft and the gas
Stackin up all dem dimes, yaeh she fine, got her sellin that ass
I was raised in the streets, you can ask bout me, you ain't hood like me nigga
Y'all niggas ready, y'all money too petty, you ain't Juug like me nigga
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, I'll be gettin to the money
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, I'll be gettin to the money
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money

Twenty four seven I be thumbing through a check
Young ass nigga wit a whole lotta money
Twenty four seven I be on my grind, cause me and my niggas do a wole lotta stuntin
Yeah she fine, and she thicker than a bitch, and she take that dick, she a whole lotta woman
Yeah BIG LO$ Ima kee that strap, and I'm bustin that bitch, I ain't do no runnin
I'm the same nigga that was on the corner sellin nickel bags
Now i'm the nigga that you can call for a whole slab
Gettin money, I see you nigga, gettin to much I'm runnin in yo trap
Oh wait, I was pimpin bitches you done fell in love but she just a frap
Rule number one, don't trust no woman, run up in yo shit now you lookin like a dummy
Spendin these ones, these fives, these tens, Ima stack these twenties, these fifty, these humdreds
Keep my strap come take sum from me, young ass nigga, I be gettin to the money
Spendin these ones, these fives, these tens, Ima stack these twenties, these fifty, these humdreds

Young nigga gettin that cash, movin them bags, boy I got the soft and the gas
Stackin up all dem dimes, yaeh she fine, got her sellin that ass
I was raised in the streets, you can ask bout me, you ain't hood like me nigga
Y'all niggas ready, y'all money too petty, you ain't Juug like me nigga
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, I'll be gettin to the money
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, I'll be gettin to the money
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money

Thug ass nigga, I was raised in the Nawf, brotha of the struggle, imma muthu f*ckin boss
See it, then I want it, then I'm buying that shit, Ion really give a dam how much shit cost
Crunch time nigga can't take no loss, yeah nigga stuntin, yeah bitch imma boss
I was sixteen plugged in with the weed, bout nineteen I had moved up to the soft
Spent thirty bands in one week with Lil Chris it wasn't nothin
Me and Mayhem gone get it back cause my young nigga he thuggin
That's Fezzi Red my young nigga just eighteen and he pluggin
Then Lil Tank in the drop Chev, shout out thirteen hundred
I ain't the plug don't front it, leave the reciept cause these niggas don't want it
Spendin these ones, these fives, these tens, Ima stack these twenties, these fifty, these humdreds
Na lil nigga, ion see shit funny, try my JK then my team They gunnin

Spendin these ones, these fives, these tens, Ima stack these twenties, these fifty, these humdreds
Young nigga gettin that cash, movin them bags, boy I got the soft and the gas
Stackin up all dem dimes, yaeh she fine, got her sellin that ass
I was raised in the streets, you can ask bout me, you ain't hood like me nigga
Y'all niggas ready, y'all money too petty, you ain't Juug like me nigga
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, I'll be gettin to the money
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, I'll be gettin to the money
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money
Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money, Gettin to the money