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lirik lagu gettin’ money – chris brown

gettin’ money

ok, i walked inside the club with my grills on
these b-tches in my v.i.p. you know what goes on
you got me ’bout to take my shirt off, she rollin’ tryna party (party)
she said she wanted a threesome, then i meet her girl named miley (miley)
i said, “oh no, woah woah, d-mn d-mn, oh oh!”
her jaw locked, when my b-lls dropped then she really started to chow down
head game is the meanest it make me a parapalegic
that pill kicked in like third degree and she started havin’ a seizure
so what n-gg- you gotta att-tude f-ck you and yo’ demeanor
i’m partyin’ to death i make a mess you gotta clean up
oh my – bad ’cause i’m acting like a peanut
all you see at the top in v.i.p. is these nuts

i’m gettin’ money, what’s a stack?
you see me gettin’ money, what’s a stack?
been gettin’ money, what’s a stack?
let me show you how a real n-gg- throw these racks!
throw these racks!
real n-gg- throw these racks!
throw these racks!
real n-gg- throw these racks!

ok, i’m outside n-gg-s hatin’, they be tryna keep my car
they done f-cked ’round made me mad i’m about to buy the bar
order mo’ shots, mo’ liquor, mo’ hoes, no n-gg-!
sneak all i’m at the back door, they packed on pack they rollin’ wit’ us
d-mn my chain might glitter, this boy be from virginia
and she tell yo’ -ss to stop but she don’t say that when i’m in her
haha, ’cause i-hi, i kick that sh-t my ninja
my cardiac is winter, yo’ shawty is my dinna’
i met a bad b-tch at the starbucks
straight to the telly that’s a star f-ck
tens, fifties and them hunnids
i ain’t talkin’ numbers b-tch, i’m talkin’ monaaay

i’m gettin’ money, what’s a stack?
you see me gettin’ money, what’s a stack?
been gettin’ money, what’s a stack?
let me show you how a real n-gg- throw these racks!
throw these racks!
real n-gg- throw these racks!
throw these racks!
real n-gg- throw these racks!

look, let me stop the talkin’ gon’ and pop that sh-t for daddy
a n-gg- got his money if you know i gotta live it up and all my money stacked in my attic
a little belligerent, i’m crazy! i’m coughin’ like an asthmatic
and n-gg-s claimin’ they bad but b-tch n-gg- you know i’m the baddest
shake it, shake it, shake it in my face
give a d-mn about yo’ name but i care about yo’ waist haaa
naked naked, girl i want yo’ birthday cake
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout celebate, we gon’ celebrate!

i’m gettin’ money, what’s a stack?
you see me gettin’ money, what’s a stack?
been gettin’ money, what’s a stack?
let me show you how a real n-gg- throw these racks!
throw these racks!
real n-gg- throw these racks!
throw these racks!
real n-gg- throw these racks!

- kumpulan lirik lagu chris brown