[Produced by Juicy J & Hector Delgado]

[Intro: Juicy J]

The hustle continues, yeah (Mm-hm)

Gettin' money is (Yeah), gettin' money is

Put your mind to (Gettin' money is), something you want (Gettin' money is)

It come true (Let's go)

[Chorus: Juicy J, A$AP Rocky & Syl Johnson]

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

Thought you knew, uh-huh

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

Thought y'all knew

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you, baby)

It's what I do, yeah

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

Mm-hm (Uh)

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]

I remember all the nights

On different corners spittin', pitchin' water (Uh)

Now I'm richer off the shit I thought of

From the home of the richest ballers

I'm Richard Porter mixed with Mr. Porter

Just picture all the jiggy shit I ordered (Uh)

I went to France and almost got deported (Yeah)

The fans is screaming when I hit the border (Yeah)

I visit Nice like it's my sister's daughter (Uh)

Vision broad, I thought of all the different kids and all

Poor without a sip of water, time to get my shit in order (A$AP)

And do somethin' different, gettin' tired of the same old shit

When I'm spittin' lines 'bout the section lines

I sit you kids who listen for us (Uh)

I see prison for us (Uh) until we pull back, that's a true fact (Yeah)

Get money, yeah, I do that, thought you knew that (A$AP)

[Chorus: Juicy J & Syl Johnson]

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

Thought you knew, uh-huh

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

Thought y'all knew

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you, baby)

It's what I do (Uh, yeah)

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

[Verse 2: Pimp C]

Candy low slider, I'm a soul survivor (Soul survivor)

Keep a Sweet in my visor, bitch, I'm keepin' it liver (Liver)

Than the average Joe (Joe), I think fast, talk slow (Slow)

He think he want a war but he don't really wanna go (Go)

Need to get me some head from Sheryl Crow (Crow)

A helluva blow (Blow), from a millionaire snow (Snow)

You can waste your time, with the goody, goody two shoes (Uh)

Now I'm puttin' 'em on the spot (Uh), I give a ho the blues (Blues)

I'm touchin' on her cock (Cock), I put her on the block (Block)

You think I'm startin' over (Over), bitch, I ain't never stop (Stop)

Poppin' the trunk, and testin' the pills

Don't give a fuck 'bout where you're from

Don't give a fuck 'bout how you feel

[Chorus: Juicy J & Syl Johnson]

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

Thought you knew, uh-huh

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

Thought y'all knew

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you, baby)

It's what I do (Uh, yeah)

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you), uh-huh

[Verse 3: Juicy J]

I'm a vet' still in this game

I'm rich, bitch — like Rick James

Got a group of ho's in MIA

Get a condo in Biscayne

The Louis store ― I drop bands, the Gucci store ― I drop bands

Prada store — I went HAM, my left wrist — it cost a Lam'

Your girlfriend a groupie, like Trident, she wanna chew me

Hell nah, I ain't cuffin' 'em, I'm a dog just like Snoopy

And when I leave the mall, it's sold out, er'ryday shoppin'

Taylor Gang, blowin' money, $50,000 on wrist watches

$100,000 in a plastic bag, we takin' off, bitch — pack your bags

Bitch, I came from having nothin', damn right — I have to brag

Try me and I'll pop your ass, stupid nigga, get a body bag

All I talk is money, ho', rich niggas don't lollygag

[Chorus: Juicy J & Syl Johnson]

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

Thought you knew, uh-huh

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

Thought y'all knew

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you, baby)

It's what I do (Uh, yeah)

Gettin' money is (What I do, falling in love with you)

[Verse 4: Bun B]

Gettin' money is the main reason most people wake up (Wake up)

The root of why most relationships is startin' breakups (Breakups)

While niggas get haircuts (Haircuts), and bitches do makeup (Makeup)

While we take their penitentiary chances (Huh), we shake up

It's an everyday struggle for the almighty dollar (Dollar)

Some is in the streets and some is workin' blue collar (Collar)

Real up in your field and, man, it make you wanna holler (Holler)

Say your prayer for a player, amen, inshallah ('Shallah)

Been like that, ain't a damn thing change

Money on mind, the red of my brain

Candy paint is gon' drip that stain

Lean on left, the grip of my grain (Grain)

See, ain't a damn thing change but the weather (Weather)

So If you ain't breakin' bread then we can't even sit together ('Gether)

[Outro: Juicy J & Syl Johnson]

Gettin' money is (What I, do)