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Young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it Young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it I'm just young and I don't give a shit I just want the money, y'all can keep them bitches Cause I'm young and I'm getting it, I'm young and I'm getting it Ok, I wake up in the morning and I see dollar signs And shawty wanna roll, I'm like oh man she fine I got money all in my pocket and my Audermar on shine So why you hating on me, huh, I'm just living my life I'm just young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it Young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it I'm just young and I don't give a shit I just want the money, y'all can keep them bitches Cause I'm young and I'm getting it, I'm young and I'm getting it Yeah, young nigga I get money and fuck hoes on my spare time She don't fuck on the first night, then she don't meet my deadline Niggas smokin that Bob Marley, that Bob Marley like Yea Mon I'm sipping on the whole eighth of the purp shit, bed time I cop foreigns like Jordan's, y'all niggas ain't important Shawty want that molly, and I'ma get what she order Tats all in my body, strapped up like a war Eat the pussy I prolly, if it smell like water Her neck talk say fuck me, my wrist talk say suck me The niggas claiming they balling, I take your bitch Kris Humphries And make them buy me a whip nigga, nothing less than the 6 nigga Yall ran your mouth like hoes, all you are some bitch niggas Ok, I wake up in the morning and I see dollar signs And shawty wanna roll, I'm like oh man she fine I got money all in my pocket and my Audermar on shine So why you hating on me, huh, I'm just living my life I'm just young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it Young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it I'm just young and I don't give a shit I just want the money, y'all can keep them bitches Cause I'm young and I'm getting it, I'm young and I'm getting it Okay, your baby mama: I bought that, side chick: I bought that Main chick: I bought that, and your dream girl just called back I'm still repping that north side with that big P on my ballcap These broke niggas don't like me, cause they say I think I'm all that Now Coon cop that 'rarri, I don't even feel sorry Niggas claimin my flows I should put these niggas on Maury And I ain't claming these hoes, have these haters looking all sorry When I pulled up in that Roll's, swag was surfing on 'em like gnarley I'm with 3 hoes like Santa Clause, and I'm the boss, Diana Ross Hit you girl by mistake nigga, wasn't even in my plan at all I told homie I hit it there, these niggas wanna be planned all Knowing that girl is main thang, that shit don't like nigga, bang bang! Ok, I wake up in the morning and I see dollar signs And shawty wanna roll, I'm like oh man she fine I got money all in my pocket and my Audermar on shine So why you hating on me, huh, I'm just living my life I'm just young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it Young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it I'm just young and I don't give a shit I just want the money, y'all can keep them bitches Cause I'm young and I'm getting it, I'm young and I'm getting it Young and I'm getting it, young and I'm getting it I'm just young and I don't give a shit I just want the money, y'all can keep them bitches Cause I'm young and I'm getting it, I'm young and I'm getting it
Writer(s): Robert Rihmeek Williams, Orlando Jahlil Tucker, Kirk Jerel Randle, Vincent Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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