This is a song about "Get my money"

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Talk about my money please and feelings might just get hurt

Nigga i get it how i live and i live for money

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

To get money you commit crimes

I got money mind and money on my wrist

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Tryna get this money, so i can chill

But i gotta get it gotta focus on that money

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Where you belong with your family

How to get my rent money