[Chorus]
I get money
I, I get money
I, I get, I get
I get, I get

[Verse 1, Nicki Minaj]
Fuck I look like, coppin' denim and tops
N***as wanna book me, but they ain't spendin' no guap
That's why I pull up to the curb, like fucks the world
You know I keep the .22 tucked in the girdle
Had to leak one of my bitches off Throop and Myrtle
Put the shells to your back, now they callin' you turtle
See, if you wanna laugh, you can laugh
But n***a, get my money, get my cash, get my math
See, everything's funny 'till that ass gettin trashed
I'm gettin dirty money like my stash need a bath
See, boys, if it don't make sense, then it don't make dollars
When broke n***as holla, I just pop my collars
The dope boys get it, yeah, the dope boys cool
But the white boys say, they be like "Nicki rules"
Like ya got money, 'cause you're sittin' on dubs
Where your company, n***a? Where your pay stubs?
Look, I'm on the grind and I'm lookin' for the grub
50 in the club and we lookin' for the bub
Talkin' 'bout you wanna interjoin me
First, you gon' need to get a couple employees, get it
Get your money right, get your money right, right
Then you can bite, you know this somethin' tight, tight
You know I smoke bitches, I'mma need a light, light
Coogi on my coochie, size 3, white nikes, yeah!
[Chorus]
I-I get money, money I got
I-I get money, money I got
I-I get money, money I got
I-I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I-I get money, money I got
M-money I got, M-money I got

[Verse 2, Amil]
While y'all motherfuckers was talking that K-Mart shit
Every two days, my man was movin' 4-6 bricks
And I copped me a 5 bedroom house
2 car garage, 3 full baths, I love it when you run your mouth
Jag in the driveway, sittin' right next to the Rover
Bitch, I ain't never been over
Broke ass runnin' 'round, talkin' 'bout "I'm popped"
Bag and shoes 'bout a G each, bitch. what you got?
I keep a fresh pair of sevens on
Bitch, you still got 54'11's on, uh
Since when I gave a fuck about this rappin' shit
While you waitin' 'round for record deals, I'm stackin' bitch
I blow your budget in a day, your advance the same night
Before you talk next, bitch, get your game tight
Bitch I get money, money I got
Bitch I don't come outta pocket, I let a n***a cop it
[Chorus]
I-I get money, money I got
I-I get money, money I got
I-I get money, money I got (I get it)
I-I get money, money I got (I, I, I get it)
I-I get money, money I got (I, I, I get it)
M-money I got, M-money I got (Yeah, I run New York)
I-I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I-I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I-I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
M-money I got, M-money I got

[Verse 3, Lil' Kim]
The bank don't stop 'cause they put me in cuffs
Still made money up in the can, what the fuck?
I'll have a baby by you, baby, if you a billionaire
Write the check before I come, just sign right here
I'mma stay rich, I ain't gon' die tryna spend my shit
I'mma die tryna spend your shit
Nowadays these rap n***as on some feminine shit
So I guess Queen B gon' be the man of this shit
Laughin' at these rap bitches on some amateur shit
They better off makin' a livin' on some janitor shit
Who the hell is this chick?
She been out kinda long
Had one hot song, I'm sorry I missed it
Too busy being conceited, puttin' on my lipstick
Takin' trips out in Cali, chillin' with the Hiltons
Yeah, I'm chillin', Kim top billin'
With the top down, throwin' money through the ceiling, I get it
The lifestyle you only rap about, I live it
My man buy me cars that you hoes be rentin'
I'm classy like the Phantom, you a Honda Civic
Lil Kim got your whole bank stock, I get it!
Bustin' shots, b-bustin' shots, b-bustin' shots, yeah
See, you can call this the Rem-mix, but it ain't Rem, though
It's Shesus Khryst, I switched up my M.O
The BX savior, gimme that paper
I'm passin' out the collection plates
'Cause I get gully, bust a shot right at your favorite rapper
Really kill hip-hop, see, I'm gettin that guap
Hater, you just a Rem fan
I put haters in trunks and I don't mean swim pants
I talk gun talk and people believe me
But that's how I do it when I do it for TV
Tryna stop my cash flow, I flips on you assholes
My itinerary full, I got mad shows
I'm goin overseas to see R to the Easy
At that currency exchange, I get that Euro easy
And my hair be fresh, my gear be fresh
I got last year, this year, and next, 'cause
[Chorus]
I get money, money I got
I-I get money, money I got
I-I get money, money I got
M-money I got, M-money I got
I-I get money, money I got
I-I get money, money I got
I-I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
M-money I got, M-money I got