Money Getter - Rapper Big Pooh

I’m a money getter, a pound flipper

Yen, euro, yuan — they all differ

I get dough, I stack bread

Old school, keep a lil' where I lay my head

Straight bills, no change (none)

Flip currencies when it’s time to board planes

Safe landing when it’s tuck behind the old frame

Pickin up more money at the baggage claims

I’m gettin it, you gettin it?

Foreign exchange, I’ma keep spendin it

Got cars same color as the Raiders

Independent nigga makin money like the majors

(«Cause I’m a money getter, I’m-I'm a money getter» — Big L) Yeah.

Bags been packed, passports stamped

Goin overseas, no not the lamp

Goin overseas, lookin for a stack

Fillin up a duffle, bring it all back

No Ron Isley, taxes got paid

Had no clue all the money I done made

Don’t classify me as just a backpacker

Can’t classify me as an underground rapper

No not a trapper, Poobie just hustle

Under all this fat, know Poobie got muscle

Mind on my money, mo' I really need it

People sing that T-Pain to me, they +Can't Believe It+~!

Anything I put my mind to achieve it

Everything I dream of, I concieve it

«For the love» couldn’t keep the lights on

I’m watchin Ty-son, 60 inches, can you SEE it?

Travel 'round the globe, then it’s back home

That’s when you find me in a whole 'nother zone

Mind on my money, money on my mind

Mind on my business, baby in due time

You’ll understand that I’m all about bank

You can walk around like your shit don’t stank

You can ask niggas in the club to buy dranks

Focused on gettin this bread like Tom Hanks

God come first, family come second

Third is the Almighty Dollar, my peckin

Order is the Order of the Day, serve porterhouse filet

Rap niggas always got shit to SAY!

Ask about me, always got shit to play

Show out of town, yeah I’m on my way

No video blogs, I go hard

Gettin money, it’s evident I’m on my job, uh