Dame diva's give it to me
Hopped up out the bed
Turn my swag on
Take a look in mirror
Said wassup, wassup, wassup?
(Yeah)
I get money
Hopped up out the bed
Turn my swag on
Take a look in mirror
Said wassup, wassup, wassup?
(Yeah)
I get money
They told me round my hood
Boy they said every time they see me
I look good
(Yeah)
I get money
If you be hating just be mad at yourself
I bet you think this song is about you
Don't you
(Yeah)
But this ain't about you
Said this is for my people
Who be handling business
Got in ups to them haters
'Cause we to busy winning
You can tell me nothing
You can tell me nothing
If you ain't getting money
Then you ain't got nothing for me
'Cause I be making paper
Like you wouldn't believe
And I always getting haters
Like you wouldn't believe
So wassup
(Yeah)
Boy stop
I hopped up out the bed
Turn my swag on
Take a look in mirror
Said wassup, wassup, wassup
(Yeah)
I get money