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Birdman - I Get Money Lyrics
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[ Featuring Lil Wayne, T-Pain, Mack Maine ]

Hey-hey, hey-hey
I'm gettin' money on the streets, hey
You niggas don't know how to eat, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh, hey
I turn a dime into a dollar, hey
If you know how to hustle, nigga, holla, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh (believe that, yeah)
I do it how I does it (shawty like new money)
I get it from my cousin, I'm buzzin (paint your motherf*ckin' town red)
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
And you know who I am (fully loaded)
Neighborhood dealer man
Understand, brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh (yeah)
Homie, it don't really matter what you say (believe that, young)
Say eh, say eh, say eh (all day every day)
Bitch, I'm gettin money (we the business)

Comin' through shinin' (shinin')
Blew a couple of hundreds (couple of hundreds)
Big Tymin' all the time, niggas been stuntin' (bitch, I'm gettin' money)
Pearl white Maybach, nigga spent a mill
Bugatti for 2 on the hill (bitch, I'm gettin' money)
Shinin' with my strap in my right pocket
Hundred thousand a day on that sky rocket
From 'round the block, doin' this shit round the clock ('round the clock)
Million dollar nigga doing this shit non-stop
Swagged out, big doggin' on a private flight
Poppin' bottles, celebratin' living life
Blowin' big, feet landed down in the sand
YMCMB, nigga, Rich Gang (brrat)

Hey-hey, hey-hey
I'm gettin' money on the streets, hey
You niggas don't know how to eat, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh, hey
I turn a dime into a dollar, hey
If you know how to hustle nigga holla, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I do it how I does it
I get it from my cousin, I'm buzzin
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
And you know who I am
Neighborhood dealer man
Understand, brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
Homie, it don't really matter what you say
Say (hey), say (hey), say (hey)
Bitch, I'm gettin money

Ugh, big dawg shit, nigga
I'm on my feet like dog shit, nigga
Tell 'em hatin' niggas miss me with that hatin' shit
And tell them bitches, my dick got a waiting list
I ain't trippin', nigga, I'm just takin' trips
Put the money on the trampoline and make it flip
Young Mack, Stupid Macknupid?
I just bought a coupe, the roof is translucent
Pockets on et cetera
Money talk bullshit, walk like George Jefferson
Virgins, they ain't f*ckin' with us
Young Money, Cash Money, f*ck them other niggas

Hey-hey, hey-hey
I'm gettin' money on the streets, hey
You niggas don't know how to eat, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh, hey
I turn a dime into a dollar, hey
If you know how to hustle, nigga, holla, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I do it how I does it
I get it from my cousin, I'm buzzin
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
And you know who I am
Neighborhood dealer man
Understand, brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
Homie, it don't really matter what you say
Say (hey), say (hey), say (hey)
Bitch, I'm gettin money

If I ain't gettin' money, then I'm gettin' pussy
I don't play with you pussies, get a silver bullet
I know you lookin', so how I look?
I don't f*ck with niggas, call me George Bush
It's Tunechi, baby, the money man
The money talks, now I understand
That chopper make a nigga do the running man
I would take your girl and turn her pussy to a punching bag
I'ma stunt my ass off, bitch, that's word to Stunna man
School these bitch ass niggas, you a undergrad
The world is in my hand, smack the shit out you with my other hand
Young Money, Cash Money, welcome to wonderland

Hey-hey, hey-hey
I'm gettin' money on the streets, hey
You niggas don't know how to eat, hey (Young Tunechi)
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh, hey
I turn a dime into a dollar, hey
If you know how to hustle, nigga, holla, hey (Stunna, I got 'em)
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I do it how I does it (you understand m, young'n?)
I get it from my cousin, I'm buzzin (just like that, huh?)
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh (yeah)
And you know who I am (one hundred)
Neighborhood dealer man
Understand, brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
Homie, it don't really matter what you say (we the business)
Say (hey), say (hey), say (hey)
Bitch, I'm gettin money (uptown classic)

Yeah, just like that
Top floor, priceless (bitch, I'm gettin' money)
Bigger than life, C4
High life (bitch, I'm gettin' money)
YMCMB
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Hey-hey, hey-hey
I'm gettin' money on the streets, hey
You niggas don't know how to eat, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh, hey
I turn a dime into a dollar, hey
If you know how to hustle, nigga, holla, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh (believe that, yeah)
I do it how I does it (shawty like new money)
I get it from my cousin, I'm buzzin (paint your motherf*ckin' town red)
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
And you know who I am (fully loaded)
Neighborhood dealer man
Understand, brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh (yeah)
Homie, it don't really matter what you say (believe that, young)
Say eh, say eh, say eh (all day every day)
Bitch, I'm gettin money (we the business)

Comin' through shinin' (shinin')
Blew a couple of hundreds (couple of hundreds)
Big Tymin' all the time, niggas been stuntin' (bitch, I'm gettin' money)
Pearl white Maybach, nigga spent a mill
Bugatti for 2 on the hill (bitch, I'm gettin' money)
Shinin' with my strap in my right pocket
Hundred thousand a day on that sky rocket
From 'round the block, doin' this shit round the clock ('round the clock)
Million dollar nigga doing this shit non-stop
Swagged out, big doggin' on a private flight
Poppin' bottles, celebratin' living life
Blowin' big, feet landed down in the sand
YMCMB, nigga, Rich Gang (brrat)

Hey-hey, hey-hey
I'm gettin' money on the streets, hey
You niggas don't know how to eat, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh, hey
I turn a dime into a dollar, hey
If you know how to hustle nigga holla, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I do it how I does it
I get it from my cousin, I'm buzzin
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
And you know who I am
Neighborhood dealer man
Understand, brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
Homie, it don't really matter what you say
Say (hey), say (hey), say (hey)
Bitch, I'm gettin money

Ugh, big dawg shit, nigga
I'm on my feet like dog shit, nigga
Tell 'em hatin' niggas miss me with that hatin' shit
And tell them bitches, my dick got a waiting list
I ain't trippin', nigga, I'm just takin' trips
Put the money on the trampoline and make it flip
Young Mack, Stupid Macknupid?
I just bought a coupe, the roof is translucent
Pockets on et cetera
Money talk bullshit, walk like George Jefferson
Virgins, they ain't f*ckin' with us
Young Money, Cash Money, f*ck them other niggas

Hey-hey, hey-hey
I'm gettin' money on the streets, hey
You niggas don't know how to eat, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh, hey
I turn a dime into a dollar, hey
If you know how to hustle, nigga, holla, hey
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I do it how I does it
I get it from my cousin, I'm buzzin
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
And you know who I am
Neighborhood dealer man
Understand, brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
Homie, it don't really matter what you say
Say (hey), say (hey), say (hey)
Bitch, I'm gettin money

If I ain't gettin' money, then I'm gettin' pussy
I don't play with you pussies, get a silver bullet
I know you lookin', so how I look?
I don't f*ck with niggas, call me George Bush
It's Tunechi, baby, the money man
The money talks, now I understand
That chopper make a nigga do the running man
I would take your girl and turn her pussy to a punching bag
I'ma stunt my ass off, bitch, that's word to Stunna man
School these bitch ass niggas, you a undergrad
The world is in my hand, smack the shit out you with my other hand
Young Money, Cash Money, welcome to wonderland

Hey-hey, hey-hey
I'm gettin' money on the streets, hey
You niggas don't know how to eat, hey (Young Tunechi)
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh, hey
I turn a dime into a dollar, hey
If you know how to hustle, nigga, holla, hey (Stunna, I got 'em)
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I do it how I does it (you understand m, young'n?)
I get it from my cousin, I'm buzzin (just like that, huh?)
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh (yeah)
And you know who I am (one hundred)
Neighborhood dealer man
Understand, brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
Homie, it don't really matter what you say (we the business)
Say (hey), say (hey), say (hey)
Bitch, I'm gettin money (uptown classic)

Yeah, just like that
Top floor, priceless (bitch, I'm gettin' money)
Bigger than life, C4
High life (bitch, I'm gettin' money)
YMCMB
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Writer: Faheem Rasheed Najm, Jermaine Anthony Preyan, Bryan Williams, Andrew Harr, Jermaine Jackson, Dwayne Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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