Money Good - Jump Marley & Moneyway Mac

(Intro) G-UNIT! Aiyyo if you got more than a hundred dollars in your pocket Aiyyo make some noise in this bitch Cause I'm gettin money like a muh'f**ker y'all (YEAH!) (Young Buck) Work for the money money (c'mon) do ya thang now Work for the money money (get it, get it) put it down now Work for the money money (c'mon) do ya thang now Work for the money money (get it, get it) put it down now Work for the money money (c'mon) do ya thang now Work for the money money (let's go!) put it down now Work for the money money (c'mon) do ya thang now Work for the money money (get it, get it) put it down now 26's got me big big wheelin Money over bitches, I'ma get me a million Thangs done changed, I'm hotter than a flame So it's no time for me to beef with Jada, Joe or Game (Game) Diamonds in my chain (chain) a Chevy in my yard And a baby blue Phantom that I keep in the garage (uh-oh!) C'mere, let me talk to you, show you what my grill 'bout Ice like Paul Wall but I can't take mine out (YEAHHH!) Let's play the game "Big Bank Take Lil' Bank" Flood it like Katrina, make sure that your ship sank (damn!) You would think money's growin on trees The way your boy run through a couple hundred G's Fresh white tee 'bout to get my hustle on (yeah!) I ain't goin to the club, 'til all my work gone (C'MON!) I'm leanin on the leather, and grippin on the wood And I can build whatever, you know my money good, yeah (Chorus: Young Buck) If can get money (money) I be in the hood (hood) I be stackin 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 (hard) and I got them hoes (hoes) You ain't gotta ask me, you already know My money good - GET MONEY! We ballin in the hod Money good - GET MONEY! We ballin in the hod (Young Buck) I got my mind on my money (money) my money on my mind (mind) I'm good in the hood so you know I'm gon' shine Get you some, get you some, get you some, get you some Get you some, get you some, get you some, get you some (YEAHHHH!) I'm sellin everythang (thang) and savin every dime (dime) I'm good in the hood so you know I'm gon' shine Get you some, get you some, get you some, get you some Get you some, get you some, get you some, get you some (YEAHHHHH!) Fifty for the watch (watch) a hundred for the bracelet I'm headed to the top (top) I can damn near taste it I represent my block (block) and give away the ones (c'mon!) The hustle never stops so my job is never done (ayy!) So tell me what it costs (costs) and show me who the boss (boss) Put your money where your mouth is, I'ma break him off (break him off) If you wanna know the reason why I act like that I can fit a half a mil' in this Louie backpack, yeah (Chorus w/ ad libs) (Young Buck) Go and do your thang (thang) just don't get caught Let your money talk (HEY!) I let my money talk for me If shorty wanna hate, then tell the bitch to walk Let your money talk (HEY!) I let my money talk for me Call me what you want, but you can't call me broke (broke) Cause gettin big bags of money's all we know (know) Marble floors in the projects, ghetto millionaire All this Gucci in my closet, I don't know what to wear (yeah!) Bentley outside by the ice cream truck (truck) Just ride through the hood, ask 'em if they seen Buck (Buck) Thought I wouldn't make it, but look at me now That's why I painted the Benz the same color as Cristal (LET'S GO!) (Chorus w/ ad libs) (Outro) GET MONEY! Hey, GET MONEY! GET MONEY! Hey, GET MONEY!

DJ Chose Money good, I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit Money good, ah Ayy, ayy Money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, yeah I'm good If she got a band, let her in, yeah, she good I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Man, I hate a old big dick-riding ass bitch Never let a sack chaser hang in my clique Fuck getting clout, bitch, I'm tryna get rich Better hide your wallet when I fall in the mix Can't deny I'm a star, you can tell by my walk I ain't even gotta fuck him, he just love how I talk I'm embracing the fake, I'm accepting the hate If I wasn't number one, they wouldn't come for my place Money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, yeah I'm good If she got a band, let her in, yeah, she good I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Man, I know some broke ass niggas who be hatin' Pop a rubber band put that money in they face I be out here grindin' like a nigga who ain't ate You ain't bringing nothing to the table but your plate Bitch, I'm out here ballin' like I'm motherfuckin' fed I can't gossip with you when there's money to be made I'm tryna get my pockets 99 Ricki Lake When you bein' real you ain't worry about who fake, uh Money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood (H-Town) I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, yeah I'm good If she got a band, let her in, yeah, she good I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Hair long, nail long, money long, too Get a bag, spin it, make it back time two I could never let nobody tell me what to do If a nigga get to trippin' then I'ma throw that boy the deuce Pull up in a Rolls Royce finna rock a show Clique full of bad friends, we at Pappadeaux Rent due, finna let your baby daddy know He in love with me but he know to play his role Money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Ride with some hitters and they wish a bitch would I don't wanna argue 'bout it, baby, yeah I'm good If she got a band, let her in, yeah, she good I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good Throw up where I'm from, let 'em know I'm still hood I ain't had to get nobody hit but I could Before I post a pic, should I flex? Yeah, I should I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit, money good

Don't talk You speak too much Just take the cash and get out Don't worry Yeah, you think too much Just do what you need and leave town 'Cause I don't trust no one and I won't start now (It's a bloodsport) 'Cause I plan on not dying and I don't care how (You always want more) The money makes up for a good time, good time And I'll do what I need to survive, survive It's not like I'm dead inside But you gotta kill your morals if you wanna survive 'Cause the guilt's not heavy if the cash flows steady I'd sell my own soul if the money's good Don't try to rationalize 'Cause you'll never make sense of it 'Cause it's kill or wait to be killed You're the only one who benefits 'Cause I don't trust no one and I won't start now (It's a bloodsport) 'Cause it's dog eat dog so you do what you need 'Cause you gotta eat somehow The money makes up for a good time, good time And I'll do what I need to survive, survive It's not like I'm dead inside But you gotta kill your morals if you wanna survive 'Cause the guilt's not heavy if the cash flows steady I'd sell my own soul if the money's good 'Cause I don't trust no one and I won't start now 'Cause I plan on not dying and I don't care how 'Cause I don't trust no one and I won't start now 'Cause it's dog eat dog so you do what you need 'Cause you gotta eat somehow The money makes up for a good time, good time And I'll do what I need to survive, survive It's not like I'm dead inside But you gotta kill your morals if you wanna survive 'Cause the guilt's not heavy if the cash flows steady I'd sell my own soul if the money's good The money makes up for a good time, good time And I'll do what I need to survive, survive It's not like I'm dead inside But you gotta kill your morals if you wanna survive 'Cause the guilt's not heavy if the cash flows steady I'd sell my own soul if the money's good