Money Good Songtext

von Young Buck

G Unit
Ey yo, if you got more than a hundred dollars in your pocket
Ey yo make some noise in this bitch
Cause I'm gettin money like a motherfucker ya

Work for the money money, do your thing now
Work for the money money, put it down now
Work for the money money, do your thing now
Work for the money money, put it down now
Work for the money money, do your thing now
Work for the money money, put it down now
Work for the money money, do your thing now
Work for the money money, put it down now

26s got me big big wheelin
Money over bitches, I'ma get me a million
Things done change, I'm hotter than a flame
So it's no time for me to beef with Jada, Joe or Game
Diamonds in my chain, a Chevy in my yard
And a baby-blue Phantom that I keep in the garage
Come here, let me talk to you, show you what my grill bout
Ice like Paul Wall, but I can take mine out
Let's play the game "Big bank take lil bank"
Flood it like Katrina, make sure that your ship sink
You would think money's growin on trees
The way your boy run through, a couple hundred of Gs
Fresh white tee bout to get my hustle on
I ain't goin to the club, til all my work gone
I'm leanin on the leather, and grippin on the wood
And I can do whatever, you know my money good

(Chorus)
I be gettin money, I been in the hood
I be stuckin paper like a real nigga should
My money good
(Get money)
We ballin in the hood, money good
(Get money)
We ballin in the hood
I be pimpin hard, and I got them hoes
You ain't gotta ask me, you already know
My money good
(Get money)
We ballin in the hood, money good
(Get money)
We ballin in the hood

I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
I'm good in the hood so you know I'm gon shine
Get you some (8x)
I'm sellin everything, and savin every dime
I'm good in the hood so you know I'm gon shine
Get you some (8x)

A Fifty for the watch, a Hundred for the bracelet
I'm headed to the top, I can damn near taste it
I represent my block, and give away the ones
The hustle never stop so my job is never done
So tell me what it cost and show me who the boss
Put your money where your mouth is, I'ma break him off
You wanna know the reason why I act like that
I can fit a half a mill in this Louie backpack

Chorus

Go get your thing, just don't get caught
Let your money talk, I let my money talk for me
If shorty wanna hate, then tell the bitch to walk
Let your money talk, I let my money talk for me
Call me what you want, but you can't call me broke
Cause gettin big bags of money's all we know
Our flow is in the projects, ghetto millionaire
All this Gucci in my closet, I don't know what to wear
Billy outside by the ice-cream truck
Just ride through the hood, ask them if they seen Buck
Thought I wouldn't make it, but look at me now
That's why I painted the Benz the same colour as Cristal

Chorus

Get money
Hey
Get money
Get money
Hey
Get money