| Song | I'm Gettin' |
| Artist | Ray Cash |
| Album | Cash on Delivery |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cheeks, Ferebee | |
| (Intro) | |
| Yeah..uhh.. | |
| Johnny what it do | |
| Feel good, so good | |
| Gettin paper nigga, so much paper man | |
| Quarter mill off Sex Appeal | |
| what you know about that.....Hey! | |
| Eastside for life, I'm a Cleveland nigga | |
| I'm gonna ride to the day I die, get high | |
| Bury me with my chrome 4-5 | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Tell these haters I'm gettin, that dough | |
| Make a hater wanna hate me even more | |
| Tell me is it my swag, the way I ride | |
| Cuz you frequently might see me in your trap | |
| Tell these haters I'm gettin, that dough | |
| I make a hater wanna hate me even more | |
| Tell me is it my chain, my bling | |
| Cuz a nigga simply Do The Damn Thing! | |
| Tell these haters I'm gettin.... | |
| (Ray Cash) | |
| I'm gettin that dough, I make a hater wanna hate for sho | |
| Cuz I'm here doing shows, gettin dough | |
| Quarter mill off of Sex Appeal, you'nt know | |
| Now blame it on the flow, blame it on the dro | |
| It's alot of niggaz pissed cuz I hit they ho | |
| But it wasnt my fault, the life I bought | |
| She lookin at me wonder how much my jewels cost | |
| I asked her was I fresh, she replied "yes" | |
| Still captivated by the diamonds on my chest | |
| I told her take a guess, couple for the watch, couple for the chain | |
| Girl I Do The Damn Thing! | |
| Don't forget the ring baby peep my swag | |
| Got dro by the jar homie, I dont fuck with bags | |
| I'm the realest rapper that this city ever had | |
| Rick Realla's? in the building, you dont like it kiss my ass | |
| Man we down to blast, catch us hanging out the window | |
| If you want beef, dont think you knowin what you in for | |
| Listen here fam, I'll blare em at your kinfolk | |
| Until it blast I'm poppin tags, nigga watch me spend more | |
| (Chorus) | |
| (Bridge) 2X | |
| Get Money! | |
| Let em hate! | |
| Ride big! | |
| Push weight! | |
| (Ray Cash) | |
| I'm gettin that cheese, and thats why you niggaz hatin on me | |
| See now I understand, I'm the mothafuckin man | |
| Doing what I wanna to do, you doing what you can | |
| Got my gun up in my hand, Cartier frames | |
| Cost over a grand man I see every thing | |
| I did it for the paper, but they gave me the fame | |
| So in return, hey..Do The Damn Thing! | |
| I aint here to stunt, I aint come here to floss | |
| I just came to tell you niggaz I'm the mothafuckin boss | |
| And if you wanna rap, it just might cost | |
| You might win some, but yo ass just lost.. | |
| (Chorus) | |
| (Bridge) 2X | |
| Get Money! | |
| Let em hate! | |
| Ride big! | |
| Push weight! | |
| (Chorus) |
| zuo qu : Cheeks, Ferebee | |
| Intro | |
| Yeah.. uhh.. | |
| Johnny what it do | |
| Feel good, so good | |
| Gettin paper nigga, so much paper man | |
| Quarter mill off Sex Appeal | |
| what you know about that..... Hey! | |
| Eastside for life, I' m a Cleveland nigga | |
| I' m gonna ride to the day I die, get high | |
| Bury me with my chrome 45 | |
| Chorus | |
| Tell these haters I' m gettin, that dough | |
| Make a hater wanna hate me even more | |
| Tell me is it my swag, the way I ride | |
| Cuz you frequently might see me in your trap | |
| Tell these haters I' m gettin, that dough | |
| I make a hater wanna hate me even more | |
| Tell me is it my chain, my bling | |
| Cuz a nigga simply Do The Damn Thing! | |
| Tell these haters I' m gettin.... | |
| Ray Cash | |
| I' m gettin that dough, I make a hater wanna hate for sho | |
| Cuz I' m here doing shows, gettin dough | |
| Quarter mill off of Sex Appeal, you' nt know | |
| Now blame it on the flow, blame it on the dro | |
| It' s alot of niggaz pissed cuz I hit they ho | |
| But it wasnt my fault, the life I bought | |
| She lookin at me wonder how much my jewels cost | |
| I asked her was I fresh, she replied " yes" | |
| Still captivated by the diamonds on my chest | |
| I told her take a guess, couple for the watch, couple for the chain | |
| Girl I Do The Damn Thing! | |
| Don' t forget the ring baby peep my swag | |
| Got dro by the jar homie, I dont fuck with bags | |
| I' m the realest rapper that this city ever had | |
| Rick Realla' s? in the building, you dont like it kiss my ass | |
| Man we down to blast, catch us hanging out the window | |
| If you want beef, dont think you knowin what you in for | |
| Listen here fam, I' ll blare em at your kinfolk | |
| Until it blast I' m poppin tags, nigga watch me spend more | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge 2X | |
| Get Money! | |
| Let em hate! | |
| Ride big! | |
| Push weight! | |
| Ray Cash | |
| I' m gettin that cheese, and thats why you niggaz hatin on me | |
| See now I understand, I' m the mothafuckin man | |
| Doing what I wanna to do, you doing what you can | |
| Got my gun up in my hand, Cartier frames | |
| Cost over a grand man I see every thing | |
| I did it for the paper, but they gave me the fame | |
| So in return, hey.. Do The Damn Thing! | |
| I aint here to stunt, I aint come here to floss | |
| I just came to tell you niggaz I' m the mothafuckin boss | |
| And if you wanna rap, it just might cost | |
| You might win some, but yo ass just lost.. | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge 2X | |
| Get Money! | |
| Let em hate! | |
| Ride big! | |
| Push weight! | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Cheeks, Ferebee | |
| Intro | |
| Yeah.. uhh.. | |
| Johnny what it do | |
| Feel good, so good | |
| Gettin paper nigga, so much paper man | |
| Quarter mill off Sex Appeal | |
| what you know about that..... Hey! | |
| Eastside for life, I' m a Cleveland nigga | |
| I' m gonna ride to the day I die, get high | |
| Bury me with my chrome 45 | |
| Chorus | |
| Tell these haters I' m gettin, that dough | |
| Make a hater wanna hate me even more | |
| Tell me is it my swag, the way I ride | |
| Cuz you frequently might see me in your trap | |
| Tell these haters I' m gettin, that dough | |
| I make a hater wanna hate me even more | |
| Tell me is it my chain, my bling | |
| Cuz a nigga simply Do The Damn Thing! | |
| Tell these haters I' m gettin.... | |
| Ray Cash | |
| I' m gettin that dough, I make a hater wanna hate for sho | |
| Cuz I' m here doing shows, gettin dough | |
| Quarter mill off of Sex Appeal, you' nt know | |
| Now blame it on the flow, blame it on the dro | |
| It' s alot of niggaz pissed cuz I hit they ho | |
| But it wasnt my fault, the life I bought | |
| She lookin at me wonder how much my jewels cost | |
| I asked her was I fresh, she replied " yes" | |
| Still captivated by the diamonds on my chest | |
| I told her take a guess, couple for the watch, couple for the chain | |
| Girl I Do The Damn Thing! | |
| Don' t forget the ring baby peep my swag | |
| Got dro by the jar homie, I dont fuck with bags | |
| I' m the realest rapper that this city ever had | |
| Rick Realla' s? in the building, you dont like it kiss my ass | |
| Man we down to blast, catch us hanging out the window | |
| If you want beef, dont think you knowin what you in for | |
| Listen here fam, I' ll blare em at your kinfolk | |
| Until it blast I' m poppin tags, nigga watch me spend more | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge 2X | |
| Get Money! | |
| Let em hate! | |
| Ride big! | |
| Push weight! | |
| Ray Cash | |
| I' m gettin that cheese, and thats why you niggaz hatin on me | |
| See now I understand, I' m the mothafuckin man | |
| Doing what I wanna to do, you doing what you can | |
| Got my gun up in my hand, Cartier frames | |
| Cost over a grand man I see every thing | |
| I did it for the paper, but they gave me the fame | |
| So in return, hey.. Do The Damn Thing! | |
| I aint here to stunt, I aint come here to floss | |
| I just came to tell you niggaz I' m the mothafuckin boss | |
| And if you wanna rap, it just might cost | |
| You might win some, but yo ass just lost.. | |
| Chorus | |
| Bridge 2X | |
| Get Money! | |
| Let em hate! | |
| Ride big! | |
| Push weight! | |
| Chorus |