Getting Money

[Verse 1 - Chris Brown]Ok, I walked inside the club wit my ? on

These bitches in my V.I.P. you know what goes on

You got me 'bout to take my shirt off

She rollin' tryna party

She said she wanted a threesome

And did I meet her girl named Molly

I said oh no

Whoa whoa

Damn damn

Oh oh

Her jaw locked

When my balls dropped

And then she really started

To chow down

Her head game was the meanest

It make me a paraplegic

That pill kicked in like 30 minutes

She start having a seizure

So what nigga you gotta attitude

Fuck you and your demeanor

Im partying to death

I'll make a mess you gotta clean up

Oh my bad 'cause Im acting like a penis

All you see

At the top of V.I.P.

Is these nuts

[Hook]Im gettin money

What's a stack

You see me gettin money

What's a stack

Been gettin money

What's a stack

Let me show you how a real nigga throw these racks

Throw these racks

Real nigga throw these racks

Throw these racks

Real nigga throw these racks

[Verse 2 - Chris Brown]Ok, Im outside niggas hatin

They tried to key my car

They done fucked around made me mad

Im about to buy the bar

Order more shots

more liquor

more hoes

No niggas

Sneak all em' out the back door

They packed on packed

They rollin' wit us

Damn my chain ?

This boy be from Virginia

And she tell yo ass to stop

But she don't say dat when I'm in her

Ha ha

'Cause I ha



I kick that shit my ninja

My cartier is winter

Yo shawty is my dinner

I met a bad bitch at the starbucks

Straight to the tele

That's a star fuck

10's 50's and them 100's

I ain't talkin numbers

Bitch I'm talkin money

[Hook]Im gettin money

What's a stack

You see me gettin money

What's a stack

Been gettin money

What's a stack

Let me show you how a real nigga throw these racks

Throw these racks

Real nigga throw these racks

Throw these racks

Real nigga throw these racks

[Verse 3 - Chris Brown]Let me stop the talkin

Go n pop that shit for daddy

A nigga got his money up

You know I gotta live it up

And all my money stacked in my attic

A little belligerent

Im crazy

Im coughin like an asthmatic

And niggas claimin they bad

But bitch nigga you know Im the baddest

Shake it

Shake it

Shake it in my face

Give a damn about yo name

But I care about your waist

Naked

Naked

Girl I want your birthday cake

Fuck you talkin 'bout celibate

We gon celebrate

[Hook]Im gettin money

What's a stack

You see me gettin money

What's a stack

Been gettin money

What's a stack

Let me show you how a real nigga throw these racks

Throw these racks

Real nigga throw these racks

Throw these racks

Real nigga throw these racks

[Busta Rhymes]Plug shit up

Because if you don't plug shit up

Yo shit gon get leaked