Soulja Boy, Bow Wow - Get Money Niggas lyrics

Ah ah Soulja Boy ah man
Ah man this ya boy Bow Wow right
I’m saying man we
We gotta show these niggas what
We got in common man you know
We two young niggas
We done made a lot of money you know
We gon see mo money (We gon see mo money) ha
But a we got one thing in common tho nigga
I’m gon let them kno tho get the
Yeah that’s me, I live the life fast cars
Watching hoes shake it up all night
(I do it)

Fifty on the floor
A hundred on the table (Table)
Thirty in the stable getting mo' paper

We some get money niggas
Get get money niggas
See one thing we got in common
Is that we some get money niggas (Hate)

Holy shit look at the life I live (Damn)
I used to be broke like ligaments
And nigga I’m rich
And now that boy got chips, like Ruffles
Lays and you can say I’m short
But you can’t say I ain’t paid
You want to talk cribs? See
My shit on the lake
Twenty thousand square feet
See that’s a private estate
Helicopter pad for when I
Make them private escapes
So when it’s time to get that money nigga
I’m never late
I’m still the prince of the O-town
Make them hoes go down since I turned 21
I don’t know how to act
Hopping out different whips
And smashing like err chick
I don’t know bout ya’ll
But this the life I live they call me


I’m in the Lambo'
White with the doors up (Ah)
Chain full of snow yeah that bitch froze up
(Damn) sittin' in a vet (Vet)
Gucci bandanna (dana) g4 jet (Jet)
I’m to hot to handle (Damn)
Space ship don’t slip wit the flat screens
Yellow diamonds same color as a taxi
Watch the girls jock with my two door pass
(Pass) and if you say something wrong
We gon' do yo ass
SOD money gang keep stackin'
I leaked every song and I still went platinum
Need more purp now number on the speed dial
Money to long
I call that shit the Green Mile

This how it go down whole neck froze now
Soulja Boy Tell’em
This time got the doors down
I’m doing my thang bitch (Ah)
Speak my language money walk money talk
Who you blamin'?

Soulja Boy in the Lambo' bow in the Maybach
If you want to know
I paid about a half a million for that
Nigga where ya paper at?
Gucci bag fill of sacks
Red card, black card
Gold card I got them all

I know it make all ya’ll
Haters real sick huh?
(Bitch where my money?)
Two young niggas gettin' money man
You can hate on us all you want man yeah
Stuntin' on 'em and we stuntin' on 'em
And we stuntin' on 'em money money money
SOD money Gang
LBW Gang you already know what it is
Soulja Bot Tell’em
(Slap a bitch wit a 100 dollars)