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lirik lagu gettin’ money now – bluebucksclan

[intro: jeeezy]
why these n*ggas mad we gettin’ money now?
(ayy, juce, let me know somethin’)

[verse 1: jeeezy]
he a fake n*gga, he can’t come around (can’t come around)
why these n*ggas mad we gettin’ money now?
ex*b*tch was a rat, yeah, i’m single now (b*tch)
twenty b*tches on my d*ck, i can’t settle down (settle down)
they don’t know the real meaning, i’m gon’ break it down (break it down)
they don’t let us in the door, it’s gettin’ kicked down
we’ll turn a n*gga block to a ghost town
said she not a ho, let me check your background (b*tch)
see it in they eyes, n*ggas hatin’, man, they envious
she want me to wife her, all the homies hit, you serious? (the f*ck?)
in this v12, this b*tch fast and it’s furious
we got henny and patrón, grab a cup, ain’t no beer with us
thirty ball up for a rainy day (real fast)
you ain’t talkin’ money, b*tch, watch me fade away (b*tch)
she can’t be without me like she mary j
flyest n*gga in the room, watch me levitate

[verse 2: bluebucksclan dj]
we don’t bang, but got more blues than a crip n*gga (we got straps)
all these b*tches packed in, i can’t fit n*ggas (can’t fit)
got his baby mama ebt, i’m eatin’ fish, n*gga (that’s on god)
she gon’ pay me just to f*ck, i ain’t no trick, n*gga (h*ll nah)
iron mike diamonds in my ear how they hit, n*gga (bling, baow)
keep big timers, manny fresh on my wrist, n*gga (big timers)
pourin’ deuces in the can soda, i’m a sick n*gga (sick n*gga)
n*gga flexin’ ten hundreds on me, that ain’t sh*t, n*gga (that ain’t sh*t)
with my n*gga rucci at the roxy, yeah, it’s lit, n*gga (yeah, it’s lit)
throwin’ money all in the crowd like some rich n*ggas (rich n*ggas)
my b*tch always fly, but she mean like a witch, n*gga (witch, n*gga)
bucksclan do it big, kanye shirts (do it big)
all this money, n*ggas could’ve bought a kanye verse (that’s on god)
i’ma wife my b*tch, i gotta f*ck ashanti first (gotta f*ck ashanti)
smokin’ big ‘woods, n*gga, i don’t pop no percs (never, none)
in the coupe ridin’, n*gga, i don’t got no shirt (i don’t got no shirt)
[verse 3: jeeezy]
these n*ggas can’t see me, john cena (john cena)
ass so big like the sun, think she trina (b*tch bad)
bring my blower to the game like arenas (b*tch)
we ain’t pullin’ up in regals, we in demons (h*ll nah)
yeah, i’m with your b*tch, she finna drive the boat
you would think it was a lemon, how i do the ghost (bad)
b*tch blowin’ up my phone, she do the most (do the most)
mike epps*ass n*ggas, you n*ggas jokes

[verse 4: bluebucksclan dj]
every time i ball, triple double, ain’t no coachin’ me (f*ck a coach)
lame n*ggas, weak b*tches can’t get close to me (nah)
n*gga beatin’ all on his b*tch ’cause she postin’ me (’cause she post)
clan strand packed in this ‘wood, it keep chokin’ me (godd*mn)
louis vuitton spikes on my feet, yeah, they pokin’ me (b*tch, i’m bleedin’)
lil’ scammer b*tch keep me drippin’, she be soakin’ me (that b*tch swipe)
b*tches beggin’ to get in our section like, “i hope it’s me”
all ten of ’em just threw a thousand, are you joking me? (i ain’t playin’)
we just cracked for a whole hundred, all this yolk on me (all this yolk)
trey faced a five, lookin’ like he finna poke on me
donuts in a foreign, yeah, n*gga, all this smoke for me
pullin’ up ten foreigns, same n*ggas that was broke with me

[verse 5: jeeezy]
she like, “n*gga, ain’t you bluebucks?” yeah, she notice me (bucks)
n*gga think he hard, pull his card, i’m exposin’ him (b*tch)
billy hit me up facetime with a forty p (forty piece)
poppin’ pills with your b*tch, i can’t go to sleep
yeah, this b*tch bad, she so thick, but she crazy (she so crazy)
stop hatin’, tell your b*tch i miss her, that’s my baby (that’s my baby)
in the wintertime, but she blowin’ like the ac (like the ac)
knock it off, b*tch, we just f*ckin’, you can’t date me (b*tch)

- bluebucksclan

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