B*tch We Getting Money (feat. Birdman, Mack Maine & T.Pain)

Hey hey, I'm gettin' money on the streets Hey, you niggas don't know how to eat Hey, I turn a dime into a dollar If you know how to hustle nigga, holla Hey, I do it how I does it I get it from my cousin, and I'm buzzin' And you know who I am Neighborhood dealer man, understand Homie it don't really matter what you say Bitch, I'm gettin' money We the business, coming through shinin' Blew a couple of hundreds Big timing all the time, niggas been stuntin' Pearl-white Maybach, nigga spent a mill Bugatti for two, on the hill Shining with my strap in my right pocket Hundred thousand a day on that sky rocket From 'round the block doing this shit 'round the clock Million dollar nigga doing this shit non-stop Swagged out, big doggin' on a private flight Popping bottles, celebratin' living life Blowing big, feet landed down in the sand, YMCMB nigga, rich gang Hey hey, I'm gettin' money on the streets Hey, you niggas don't know how to eat Hey, I turn a dime into a dollar If you know how to hustle nigga, holla Hey, I do it how I does it I get it from my cousin, and I'm buzzin' And you know who I am Neighborhood dealer man, understand Homie it don't really matter what you say 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 taking trips Put the money on the trampoline and make it flip Young Mack, stupid Mack-nupid I just bought a coupe, the roof is translucent P-p-pockets on etcetera, money talk bullshit Walk like George Jefferson, virgins, they ain't fuckin' with us Young money, cash money Fuck them other niggas Hey hey, I'm gettin' money on the streets Hey, you niggas don't know how to eat Hey, I turn a dime into a dollar If you know how to hustle nigga, holla Hey, I do it how I does it I get it from my cousin, and I'm buzzin' And you know who I am Neighborhood dealer man, understand Homie it don't really matter what you say Bitch, I'm gettin' money If I ain't getting money then I'm getting pussy I don't play with you pussies, get a silver bullet I know you lookin' so how I look? I don't fuck 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 are 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, I'm gettin' money on the streets Hey, you niggas don't know how to eat Hey, I turn a dime into a dollar If you know how to hustle nigga, holla Hey, I do it how I does it I get it from my cousin, and I'm buzzin' And you know who I am Neighborhood dealer man, understand Homie it don't really matter what you say Bitch, I'm gettin' money Bitch, I'm gettin' money Bitch, I'm gettin' money