Текст песни Gettin to the Money - Gudda Gudda
Okay
I
wake
up
In
the
morning
brush
my
teeth
and
count
the
money.
Stack
up
all
the
hundreds
and
let
my
b**ch
get
all
the
twenties.
FBI
watching
and
I
really
think
it's
funny.
B**ch
I
don't
know
where
I'm
going
but
I'm
getting
to
the
money.
B**ch
I'm
getting
to
the
money.
I'm
getting
to
the
money.
B**ch
I'm
getting
to
the
money
get
getting
to
the
money.
B**ch
I'm
getting
to
the
money.
The
money
getting
to
me.
I
bake
the
cookie.
Shape
the
cookie.
Cook
it
proper,
I'm
the
cookie
monster.
My
mama
screaming.
She
said
you
tripping
negro,
cause
I
use
the
same
the
same
pot
she
use
to
cook
the
dinner.
![Gudda Gudda - Guddaville](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/d/i/m/v/hh4083vmid.jpg)
1 Welcome to Guddaville Intro
2 I'm Gone
3 Gettin to the Money
4 Every Sound
5 No One Else Matters
6 Let Me In
7 2 Blessed to Be Stressed
8 Red Devils
9 The Dungeon
10 What a Girl
11 Sacrifice
12 Raw
13 Young Money Hospital
14 Cannonball (Remix)
15 Murder Outro
Внимание! Не стесняйтесь оставлять отзывы.