[Intro: Freddie Gibbs]
...Naw Jeezy can't come to
Gary, it's not like he could come anyways...
[Hook:]
Money making mitch, money making mitch
I'm in this b**h, I'm in this b**h I feel like money making mitch
Money making mitch, mo-mo-money making mitch
I take a zip and make it flip, I feel like money making mitch
Money making mitch, money making mitch
I'm in this b**h, I'm in this b**h I feel like money making mitch
Money making mitch, mo-mo-money making mitch
I take a zip and make it flip, I feel like money making mitch
[Verse 1: Giftz]
Swear I feel like Miss Fourteen bricks in a bag
Don't tweak like Rico b**h you catch what's in this mag
Whippin zips off this slab, twenty six and a half
I'm selling my work wet, couple hundred perhaps
Hit the hood with a jab, then pa** it out
They like my chemistry prices she say they gon' cash me out
Stash my guap at her momma house
Keep a choppa' right by the couch
If a n***a want disrespect, they get hit she come bond me out
You hear them b**hes spittin boy them llamas out
Pull up on them, big wheels, we brought them Tonkas out
They say he getting money, I'm that "he" they talkin bout
They ship them in, I break ‘em down, They taking bumps they breakin out
n***as cross, we lay em down, robbed a plug to save a drought
She f**ed my mans, can't save her now
I f**ed that b**h you date her now
f** that b**h I hate her now, show yall what this paper bout
Money making mitch I'm in this b**h, I brought them players out
[Hook:]
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
I'm on some real life murder sh**
Thirty half in my pocket, might burn a b**h
Just because I was serving sh** with a onion
And my wife sure goes for thirty six
It's alright with c**aine, your school face get me in the game
Beat that hard like Marly Marl, my white
Dope house full of geekers mane
All black, we crimping men, beat that heart like …
Gangsta Gibbs, east side
It's just a guest on each side, anybody k**er
b**h my bogs bang; hit your body k**, anybody with you
Let a n***a get swiss cheese … b**h please my …
n***a wanna push ball, four, four out of window
I got sh** I'm losing this b**h
Not a thing to prove this sh**; I play to fool but not play to fool and that n***a do me like this
n***a I play the cool, stay straight to show and get it
They try hit the kitchen remix, tell ‘em to afford to get ‘em
[Hook:]
[Verse 3: Giftz]
How say I gonna be …
Got that bag and we'll be swaging, keep that bumping, he's a rapper
Look up he's got reflex, grub my b**h …
They think I got a plan for raping...
…
Twenty … I got some stressing …say honey for …
Police on my as ...never tell ‘em sail and sails until my layer tell me different
… thirty flip I had to fell it
They say your best friends got … no I'm steel grilling
…
b**h I'm bout to sing my …, money makers, highest roller
Tell you one thing ‘bout me, yeah you right motherf**er making money easy to me
[Hook:]