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We Gettin Money

Jadakiss
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Ayo, Jada, haha, we still gettin' money Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I know I'm, I know I'm gettin' paid I know I'm, I know I'm gettin' paid I know I'm, I know I'm gettin' paid I know I'm, I know I'm I still got money strapped to my clothes Fuckin' with this trunk, I got it, won't close Chain on my neck, lit up, it just pose Time on this watch I got done just froze I'm a asshole, you know how shit goes Ball like Derrick, top that just rolls Rollin' with a bitch surrounded by foes She should've been a star the way that Bitch blows (The way that bitch blows) Suicide, somebody close the doors I only let the money fly like takin' a trip In the whip outta control, takin' a slip Any jacka run up on me, he takin' a clip If I hit him, he ain't finna get back up Money in the duffel bag, yeah, it's packed up Should've been on Rack City, how I'm racked up Tell 'em I'm here to make a movie, act up Still king of the city, fall back Swag on some other shit like he all that Everything a nigga roll in all black Nigga, if I ain't the truth, what you call that? I don't know, but I know I'm still paid Game time, all hoes get played All on a nigga head like a set of clippers Never been no competition that I can't fade Got money, but I'm still tryna get more In the club or mall that I won't go Fuck buyin' a unit, I'ma buy the store And put the dick up in your ho, then I gotta go I, I, I ain't the one, but I show this paper Fuck around and throw this paper 'Til the floor can't be seen, I'ma Blow this paper (I'ma blow this paper) I know I'm, I know I'm gettin' paid (Ah, ah, ah) I know I'm, I know I'm gettin' paid (Ah, ah, ah) I know I'm, I know I'm gettin' paid (Ah, ah, ah) I know I'm, I know I'm gettin' paid (Ah, ah, ah) In the hood with that iron tucked In that trap, but nigga, I ain't stuck Life's a bitch, nigga, then I ain't fucked When it come to bricks, nigga, I buys 'em up Makin' money, I'm gettin' paid Hittin' bitches, I'm gettin' laid Hidin' out when the police gon' raid Ridin' out when I lift that gauge Talkin' ki's, nigga, get that weight Fans love me when I hit that stage Same book, nigga, different page Yeah, it's purple, but it's different haze Four pipes, the insides is suede Yeah, it's custom, I got that made Keep that blicky, I got that blade Keep the aces, I got that spade Feel like Big when we spit that bone Cop the bricks, niggas get that home Got the bitch, nigga, get that dome Cop the six, you need a clip and chrome You don't touch me when I'm in that zone Dog is hungry, I'ma get that bone Coke is yellow and them bricks is good The Wizard of Oz couldn't get you home (What?) Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey I know I'm, I know I'm gettin' paid (Ah, ah, ah) I know I'm, I know I'm gettin' paid (Ah, ah, ah) Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey