Getting Money

[Intro]

Yes we are, yes we are

Ooh, we getting money - 3x

Man, I done came a long way

Now all my people getting money, like the song say

[E.S.G.]

Now what you know bout sleeping on old sheets, and wasn't no silk

I was coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs, but wasn't no milk

And when the heat was turned off, I grabbed my grandma quilt

Man I swear times was hard, mama look what you built

The other kids use to laugh, and say our clothes was stole

You almost got caught, stealing games from my Nintendo

My little brother didn't know, and I ain't say nothing

I use to love when you bring the Jabos, and Polos with the buttons

I gotta tell you mama dearest, I love you to death

Made a kid from the projects, win best dressed

I'm one of the best up out the Southwest, ES the name

We having a ball, like a income tax check done came

No more sitting at home, and rolling blunts all day

Doing a in-store, I'm on to all work and no play

Even if it's mimimum wage, at least you getting paid

Put your drinks in the air, if you getting money (hey)

[Hook]

Yes we are, getting it

Yes we are, getting it

(broke days, was the worst days

Now we sip champagne, when we thirst-ay)

Yes we are, getting it

Yes we are, getting it

Yes we are getting it, M-O-N-E-Y fa sho

[E.S.G.]

This for my Master P's, P. Diddy's and Russell Simmon's

All my Snoop's and Ice Cube's, that's Hollywood pimping

All my independent bouncers, that ain't thinking bout stopping

Look at old J from Rap-A-Lot, he making millions from boxing

Ain't no job oppritunities, in my community

You don't believe me Mr. President, well come and see

Old lady up the street, bless her heart she mad

Cause the city built a street, cut her garden in half

And the mayor won't answer back, heard she got cancer black

Some can't afford treatment, how he gon explain to that

Couldn't hold her pain back, couldn't bring her brain back

But it still remain the facts, money could of changed that g'yeah

[Hook]

[Intro]

[E.S.G.]

Now get your money peeps, if you in the streets or a athlete

If you jump out the gym, get insurance on your feet

Know that pro money sweet, million dollar occupation

In case you don't make it, homie grab your education

Don't wanna wind up, been a should'a-would'a-could'a

Remember no Kool-Aid, mixing water with the sugar

People forgetting who helped em out, I ain't quitting or selling out

Get your money coast to coast, cause we getting it down South

[Hook]

(*talking*)

Now ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen

I'd like to propose a toast, that's right

Everyone 21 and over, grab your drinks

Ya underage grab your Kool-Aid, cause it's still playa

But check it out, this one here is dedicated

To everybody who had it hard in they life

Cause homie I know I struggled, but you know what mayn

(Man, I done came a long way

Now all my people getting money, like the song say)

Man, give me my change homie