(Hook) x2
When you getting money
These girls be running to you

Mama let my money, oh ye I'm running to you
What you hating for, what you frontin for
And tell me , why you mad

They mad, they mad

(Verse)

They mad at my beamer, they mad in my porsche
They mad I beat all them charges when I went to court
They mad at my lawyer, he keep beatin them bodies

They mad at my broad, she's so pretty with her body
They mad at my money, they all actin I spending
They mad at my phantom, 'cause it's mine not rent it

They mad at my bracelet , they mad at my rollie
They mad that I'm ballin' like LeBron and Kobe
They mad at my chopper, it be laying them down

Mother married the doctor, 'cause she ain't saving the child
They mad 'cause I'm the last ^!$$% out ^!$$%
They got shine for selling like the new gawp ^!$$%


(Hook) x2
When you getting money

These girls be running to you
Mama let my money, oh ye I'm running to you
What you hating for, what you frontin for

And tell me , why you mad
They mad, they mad


(Verse)
They mad at my jag, they mad at my 'rarri
They mad that I mill em till I got one to the army

They mad at them bottles, that I got at my tables
And they mad at them fifty bust that I got on my table
They mad at my paper, they don't like how I stack it

Mad I ain't concerns , 'cause they know that I'm packing
They mad at my ill blow, they mad at my new O
I get it for the love, they mad at papichulo

They mad at my Louie, they mad at my Gucci
They mad at my H belt that be holding my toulie
They mad 'cause I'm the last ^!$$% out ^!$$%

They got shine for selling like the new gawp ^!$$%

(Hook) x2

When you getting money
These girls be running to you
Mama let my money, oh ye I'm running to you

What you hating for, what you frontin for
And tell me , why you mad
They mad, they mad


(Verse)
They mad I know and that's no lie , no lie

I'm mad at myself, 'cause I'm so fly
Murder all the polo do it I'm so high
Got hennesy in my cup, your main (*##$ wanna $#&@ with me

Ain't going nowhere, boy you stuck to me
And the bang is on my hip ye boy it's stuck to me
Cracks wraps around my wrist ye my wrist is a whole key

^!$$%s tell me what you see , I know you see that
No blood, but I be where them $#&@ing B's at
No crip, but I be where them $#&@ing C's at

And man to me, it's just money and diamonds
I gotta stay shining, show knicks perfect timing


(Hook) x2
When you getting money
These girls be running to you

Mama let my money, oh ye I'm running to you
What you hating for, what you frontin for
And tell me , why you mad

They mad, they mad