Chris Brown - Getting Money lyrics

[Verse 1 - Chris Brown] Ok, I walked inside the club wit my ? on These b**hes in my V.I.P. you know what goes on You got me 'bout to take my shirt off She rollin' tryna party She said she wanted a threesome And did I meet her girl named Molly I said oh no Whoa whoa Damn damn Oh oh Her jaw locked When my balls dropped And then she really started To chow down Her head game was the meanest It make me a paraplegic That pill kicked in like 30 minutes She start having a seizure So what n***a you gotta attitude f** you and your demeanor Im partying to d**h I'll make a mess you gotta clean up Oh my bad 'cause Im acting like a penis All you see At the top of V.I.P. Is these nuts [Hook] Im gettin money What's a stack You see me gettin money What's a stack Been gettin money What's a stack Let me show you how a real n***a throw these racks Throw these racks Real n***a throw these racks Throw these racks Real n***a throw these racks [Verse 2 - Chris Brown] Ok, Im outside n***as hatin They tried to key my car They done f**ed around made me mad Im about to buy the bar Order more shots more liquor more hoes No n***as Sneak all em' out the back door They packed on packed They rollin' wit us Damn my chain ? This boy be from Virginia And she tell yo a** to stop But she don't say dat when I'm in her Ha ha 'Cause I ha I kick that sh** my ninja My cartier is winter Yo shawty is my dinner I met a bad b**h at the starbucks Straight to the tele That's a star f** 10's 50's and them 100's I ain't talkin numbers b**h I'm talkin money [Hook] Im gettin money What's a stack You see me gettin money What's a stack Been gettin money What's a stack Let me show you how a real n***a throw these racks Throw these racks Real n***a throw these racks Throw these racks Real n***a throw these racks [Verse 3 - Chris Brown] Let me stop the talkin Go n pop that sh** for daddy A n***a got his money up You know I gotta live it up And all my money stacked in my attic A little belligerent Im crazy Im coughin like an asthmatic And n***as claimin they bad But b**h n***a you know Im the baddest Shake it Shake it Shake it in my face Give a damn about yo name But I care about your waist Naked Naked Girl I want your birthday cake f** you talkin 'bout celibate We gon celebrate [Hook] Im gettin money What's a stack You see me gettin money What's a stack Been gettin money What's a stack Let me show you how a real n***a throw these racks Throw these racks Real n***a throw these racks Throw these racks Real n***a throw these racks [Busta Rhymes] Plug sh** up Because if you don't plug sh** up Yo sh** gon get leaked