A$AP Rocky, Juicy J, UGK - Wavybone lyrics

The hustle continues
Gettin' money is, gettin' money is
Put your mind to, something you want
Gettin' money is, gettin' money is
It come true

Gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)
I thought you knew gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)
I thought y'all knew gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you baby)
It's what I do gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)

I remember all the nights
On different corners spittin', pitchin' water
Now I'm richer off the shit I thought of
From the home of the richest ballers
I'm Richard Porter mixed with Mr porter
This picture all the jiggy shit I ordered


I went to France and almost got deported
The fans is screaming when I hit the border
I visit Nice like it's my sister's daughter
Vision broad
I thought of all the different kids and all
Poor without a sip of water
Time to get my shit in order
And do somethin' different
Gettin' tired of the same old shit
When I'm spittin' lines 'bout
The section lines
I sit you kids who listen for us
I see prison for us until we pull back
That's a true fact
Get money, yeah I do that
Thought you knew that

Gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)
I thought you knew gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)
I thought y'all knew gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you baby)
It's what I do gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)

Candy low slider, I'm a soul survivor
Keep a Sweet in my visor
Bitch I'm keepin' it liver
Than the average Joe, I think fast, talk slow
He think he want a war but
He don't really wanna go
Need to get me some head from Sheryl Crow
A helluva blow, from a millionaire snow
You can waste your time
With the goody goody two shoes
Now I'm puttin' em on the spot
I give a ho the blues
I'm touchin' on her cot
I put her on the block
You think I'm startin' over
Bitch I ain't never stop
Poppin' the trunk, and testin' the pills
Don't give a fuck 'bout where you're from
Don't give a fuck 'bout how you feel

Gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)
I thought you knew gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)
I thought y'all knew gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you baby)
It's what I do gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)

I'm a vet still in this game
I'm rich bitch like Rick James
Got a group of hoes in MIA
Get a condo in Biscayne
The Louis store, I drop
Bands, the Gucci store, i drop bands
Prada store, I went HAM, my left wrist
It cost a Lam'
Your girlfriend a groupie, like Trident
She wanna chew me
Hell naw, I ain't cuffin' 'em
I'm a dog just like Snoopy
And when I leave the mall, it's sold out
Erryday shoppin'
Taylor Gang, blowin' money, $50
000 on wrist watches
$100, 000 in a plastic bag, we takin' off
Bitch pack your bags
Bitch I came from having nothin'
Damn right I have to brag
Try me and I'll pop your ass, stupid nigga
Get a body bag all I talk is money ho
Rich niggas don't lollygag

Gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)
I thought you knew gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)
I thought y'all knew gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you baby)
It's what I do gettin' money is
(What I do, falling in love with you)

Gettin' money is the main reason
Most people wake up the root of why most
Relationships is startin' breakups
While niggas get haircuts
And bitches do makeup
While we take their penitentiary chances
We shake up it's an everyday struggle for
The almighty dollar
Some is in the streets and
Some is workin' blue collar
Real up in your field and man
It make you wanna holler
Say your prayer for a player, amen, inshallah
Been like that, ain't a damn thing change
Money on mind, the red of my brain
Candy paint is gonna drip that stain
Lean on left, the grip of my grain
See, ain't a damn thing
Change but the weather
So If you ain't breakin' bread then
We can't even sit together

Gettin' money is (What I, do)