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Gettin' money ain't new to me No No, new to me No, no I been countin' hunnids since the blue face (Ooh) Boy, I got that water, Bobby Boucher (Ayy) I can keep it simple, just like lemonade (No) I been gettin' paid since Minute Maid (No) Ohh What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, ooh) Yeah, what we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, throwin' money at the rim, gettin' money ain't new to me) What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, no) Dame D.O.L.L.A. (Throwin' money at the rim, no, new to me) I take it easy, pretendin', then took it over (I took it over) Lot of foreign talk, but dreamin' up on the sofa (Sleep) Let the seat back, I'm leanin' all in the Rover (Y'know) Make a lot of chips, life is a game of poker (Money) I need ounce, and the shots, of some lovey dovey (Lovey dovey) Ha Ha Davis to the bank, I got money, money (Big money) Celebrities playin' rich, just a bunch of junkies (I know) And you know what it mean if you see me gettin' chunky (Shh) I own homes, and cars, and I only fly private (On the jet with it) Pull up to the plane, pilots high-fivin' Nigga gotta add his own sky mileage (Add it up) Keep my son in the finest, and all fly shit SongtexteReally got it, so there's nothin' you can say to me (On God) And I ain't losin' sleep for you suckers hatin' me (On God) Been ten toes down, never waverin' (Squa) Say my prayers, thank the man for how he favor me Gettin' money ain't new to me No No, new to me No, no I been countin' hunnids since the blue face (Ooh) Boy, I got that water, Bobby Boucher(Ayy) I can keep it simple, just like lemonade (No) I been gettin' paid since minute made (No) Ohh What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, ooh) Yeah, what we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, throwin' money at the rim, gettin' money ain't new to me) What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, no) What we doin' (Throwin' money at the rim, no, new to me) Haha I pack light, drivin' straight up to the playcay From a Dodge Intrepid, scratches on the paint We vacation in Beverly Hills estate Real street dude, be needin' to get away I'm still a thousandaire, but baby, I rock with Dame And before the money, in the streets I had a name So many tears into it, yeah, I made it past the pain Throwin' money at the rim, but I brick cocaine With a thick gold chain, someone chick, brown skin Fly chicks who too good, we be around them And they don't get a dime, we on East Oakland time I'm way above the rim off weed straight from the club I'm Fendi fanny-pack, my charge, it's off dub Never got no bars, the phone be blowin' up Hit the Backwood fresh, throw be rollin' up When the beat break down the club be goin' up Gettin' money ain't new to me No No, new to me No, no I been countin' hunnids since the blue face (Ooh) Boy, I got that water, Bobby Boucher(Ayy) I can keep it simple, just like lemonade (No) I been gettin' paid since minute made (No) Ohh Niggas out here flexin' but they never seen a gym But they never seen a gym Always been ten toes down, when it came to Ls I took it to the chin, took it to the chin Now I'm ballin' with big racks (Big racks) I'm throwin' money at the rim (Throwin' money at the rim) I'm playin' with big racks (Big racks) I feel like Pac above the rim (Feel like Pac above the rim) Gettin' money ain't new to me No No, new to me No, no I been countin' hunnids since the blue face (Ooh) Boy, I got that water Bobby Boucher(Ayy) I can keep it simple, just like lemonade (No) I been gettin' paid since minute made (No) Ohh What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, ooh) Yeah, what we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, throwin' money at the rim, gettin' money ain't new to me) What we doin'? (Throwin' money at the rim, no) Thank God (Throwin' money at the rim, no, new to me) Aus Songtexte Mania