"$ (Money)" lyrics
Gettin' money
All that I think about, all that I got
I rinse your top, they fetching the mop
Nobody immune to the guap
From judges to the cops, they out for the money (Gettin' money)
Everybody got a price
The cost come before the loss
These niggas yapping like Donahue
Meanwhile, Elon got his money in federal jobs (Gettin' money)
And with the money, I'm generous
I give the guap to yo' bitch, now we sharing her
She wanna stand on the stage, ain't no care in her
I wanna stress the bitch out and put fear in her (Gettin' money)
Counting money, now she cheering up
I'm dressing different like I'm fucking Erica
We can't afford to be pairing up
Can't leave the house with no Kimber or Derringer (Gettin' m—)
Brushes with death, bullets knock your frame, like we painting 'em
The bitch depend on my money
She spotting a twenty, she look at you funny, okay?
The bitch shake ass for the money
If she spotting a fifty, she know that you slumming, okay? (Gettin' money, haha)
I miss my money, I love on my hundreds
Like some people love on they brothers, okay?
I miss my money, I love my funding
Like some people love on they cousins (Gettin' m—)
I'm fucking my money, I'm keeping it coming
The twenties, the fifties, the hundreds
I'm up in my pounds, the weight of my mouth when it's running
It's keeping me buzzing, the money is coming
Gettin' money
Gettin' money
Uh, no pressure, the money we getting
Could put you in stretchers, the guap is incredulous
These bitches think with they nose like McGregor (Gettin' money)
I'm stepping in soil for the yen fuck-the-weather
I want some yen, bitch, let's get it together
I like the twenties, but fifties feel better
Now I like them fifties but a hundreds forever (Gettin' money)
My bitches want pounds, I need euros or better
I'm throwing up yuan in the air on you niggas
The money gon' get niggas clicking them triggers
I'm colder than ice, the original member (Gettin' money)
I make that ho tap like that bitch in a kimura
Hiding like Russell, we get through Kimora
Money got no gender, it can't see him or her
Stack enough paper, now you just a stimulus (Gettin' money)
Look in they eyes, they see dollar signs
All of this guap, I just can't decline
Stop all that hiding, it's hunting time
Or the money gon' find you, I'm stuffing mine, brrt
Gettin' money
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
All that I think about, all that I got
I rinse your top, they fetching the mop
Nobody immune to the guap
From judges to the cops, they out for the money (Gettin' money)
Everybody got a price
The cost come before the loss
These niggas yapping like Donahue
Meanwhile, Elon got his money in federal jobs (Gettin' money)
And with the money, I'm generous
I give the guap to yo' bitch, now we sharing her
She wanna stand on the stage, ain't no care in her
I wanna stress the bitch out and put fear in her (Gettin' money)
Counting money, now she cheering up
I'm dressing different like I'm fucking Erica
We can't afford to be pairing up
Can't leave the house with no Kimber or Derringer (Gettin' m—)
Brushes with death, bullets knock your frame, like we painting 'em
The bitch depend on my money
She spotting a twenty, she look at you funny, okay?
The bitch shake ass for the money
If she spotting a fifty, she know that you slumming, okay? (Gettin' money, haha)
I miss my money, I love on my hundreds
Like some people love on they brothers, okay?
I miss my money, I love my funding
Like some people love on they cousins (Gettin' m—)
I'm fucking my money, I'm keeping it coming
The twenties, the fifties, the hundreds
I'm up in my pounds, the weight of my mouth when it's running
It's keeping me buzzing, the money is coming
Gettin' money
Gettin' money
Uh, no pressure, the money we getting
Could put you in stretchers, the guap is incredulous
These bitches think with they nose like McGregor (Gettin' money)
I'm stepping in soil for the yen fuck-the-weather
I want some yen, bitch, let's get it together
I like the twenties, but fifties feel better
Now I like them fifties but a hundreds forever (Gettin' money)
My bitches want pounds, I need euros or better
I'm throwing up yuan in the air on you niggas
The money gon' get niggas clicking them triggers
I'm colder than ice, the original member (Gettin' money)
I make that ho tap like that bitch in a kimura
Hiding like Russell, we get through Kimora
Money got no gender, it can't see him or her
Stack enough paper, now you just a stimulus (Gettin' money)
Look in they eyes, they see dollar signs
All of this guap, I just can't decline
Stop all that hiding, it's hunting time
Or the money gon' find you, I'm stuffing mine, brrt
Gettin' money
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
