Getting Money

[Intro] Yes we are, yes we are Ooh, we getting money - 3x Man, I done came a long way Now all my people getting money, like the song say [E.S.G.] Now what you know bout sleeping on old sheets, and wasn't no silk I was coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs, but wasn't no milk And when the heat was turned off, I grabbed my grandma quilt Man I swear times was hard, mama look what you built The other kids use to laugh, and say our clothes was stole You almost got caught, stealing games from my Nintendo My little brother didn't know, and I ain't say nothing I use to love when you bring the Jabos, and Polos with the buttons I gotta tell you mama dearest, I love you to death Made a kid from the projects, win best dressed I'm one of the best up out the Southwest, ES the name We having a ball, like a income tax check done came No more sitting at home, and rolling blunts all day Doing a in-store, I'm on to all work and no play Even if it's mimimum wage, at least you getting paid Put your drinks in the air, if you getting money (hey) [Hook] Yes we are, getting it Yes we are, getting it (broke days, was the worst days Now we sip champagne, when we thirst-ay) Yes we are, getting it Yes we are, getting it Yes we are getting it, M-O-N-E-Y fa sho [E.S.G.] This for my Master P's, P. Diddy's and Russell Simmon's All my Snoop's and Ice Cube's, that's Hollywood pimping All my independent bouncers, that ain't thinking bout stopping Look at old J from Rap-A-Lot, he making millions from boxing Ain't no job oppritunities, in my community You don't believe me Mr. President, well come and see Old lady up the street, bless her heart she mad Cause the city built a street, cut her garden in half And the mayor won't answer back, heard she got cancer black Some can't afford treatment, how he gon explain to that Couldn't hold her pain back, couldn't bring her brain back But it still remain the facts, money could of changed that g'yeah [Hook] [Intro] [E.S.G.] Now get your money peeps, if you in the streets or a athlete If you jump out the gym, get insurance on your feet Know that pro money sweet, million dollar occupation In case you don't make it, homie grab your education Don't wanna wind up, been a should'a-would'a-could'a Remember no Kool-Aid, mixing water with the sugar People forgetting who helped em out, I ain't quitting or selling out Get your money coast to coast, cause we getting it down South [Hook] (*talking*) Now ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen I'd like to propose a toast, that's right Everyone 21 and over, grab your drinks Ya underage grab your Kool-Aid, cause it's still playa But check it out, this one here is dedicated To everybody who had it hard in they life Cause homie I know I struggled, but you know what mayn (Man, I done came a long way Now all my people getting money, like the song say) Man, give me my change homie