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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!


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Disclaimer: lirik lagu gettin' money - chris brown adalah properti dan hak cipta oleh pemilik / pencipta, dan disajikan untuk tujuan edukasi, promosi dan untuk penggunaan pribadi.


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