Trademark Da Skydiver - Gettin' Money lyrics

[Hook x2: Trademark Da Skydiver] We gettin' that money n***a, we touchin that paper pimpin' Helicopters on them yachts, drop that top on that Bentley And all we blow is piffy, that's yo big bushy wit me Wake up in the sky, we might just be flying over your city [Verse 1: Trademark Da Skydiver] You on a flight with Curren$y and Da Skydiver now throw the peace sign to the pilot Free-fall from 60,000 without no 'shute, but it's cool, we gone guide you straight to the bottom Yeah mo' money, mo' b**hes, mo' flyness Me and lil' Spitta hoppin' out that Maybach coupe, land-lovers thinkin' it's a problem Stupid when it come down my dollars, you little chickens get nada, not even Prada The only thing I'm upping is some bubble gum and dick for you to swallow And where I go lil' mama wanna follow, somewhere on a island, no it ain't Hawaii, nor the Bahamas So ducked off GPS couldn't find me, know I spit fire, no need to remind me Spitta ?? like it ain't no problem, pop that clip like a gangsta mobster I love that cheese, I need that mozzarella fella I don't know no better Touch my swiss you get wet up, eat that beef like it came with lettuce We f**in' these freaks because they let us n***as hatin' on on my clique but we gettin' that cheddar [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Curren$y] Ten grand Gucci sweat pants, white tee, Nike headband Dressed like it's 1999 but the coupe so up to date man Blew the roof on the interstate The cops tried to chase so they can check my plates Used all the muscle in that V8 cause I know my sh** ain't up to date But anyway, these hoes already know the deal when they see my face "Where you gone be when I leave? My car gotta empty seat" Do you smoke? Got some weed b**h you pop? Got some E No I don't f** with the sh** but my n***as distribute it so I can get it for free Shorty you need to be f**in' wit me, look at the n***a you be with now Then take a look at a G, that's a big difference huh? [Hook x2]