MOG

Yes, the last two cash money members

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money
Rest in peace to Miss Gladys like everyday
You ain't know, I gotta go
Take a knee and thank the Man, then get back to the money
You ain't know, I gotta go
And understand the rap game is my court
You ain't know, I gotta go

On the grind all the time homie gettin' money
Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money
Spent a mill' on the wheels custom with the navi'

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the money
They reppin', layin' here we stuntin'
You ain't know, I gotta go
Two of the same whips we doin' it big livin' lavish

We on the grind for the shine and we gon' get paid
And you can never pay me I'm from uptown baby
You ain't know, I gotta go
You ain't know, I gotta go
Brush the platinum, grab the straps, homie make it happen
Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the money
Red bandanna duckin' feds and the money stackin'
See I don't cruise control I control the cruise
Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money

And gettin' money is my sport
Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money, to the money
Yes, I gets throat on a boat
I'm already good, I'm workin' on my left
I wake up in the mornin' take a piss and wash my hands
It's just the G in me and I'ma get it 'til I die daddy
'Cause even bobble heads tell me yes, ha
Know I had to ride, never let it slide

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money
Limo tints out the pound and uptown crackin'
Cut like a blender sharper than a bitch

This is a Scott storch and I'm a hot torch
And I vow to never fall like soap on a rope and
Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money
You ain't know, I gotta go
Money go getter, them clowns can't figure
You ain't know, I gotta go

17th hustler known top ranker
So I shall walk and come forth like a rock port

Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money
You ain't know, I gotta go
So much money on my mind it's all I remember
They got so many pussy niggaz I can make a list
Or some sort of matchin' slippers or yacht shoes
Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money
And I just bought a gun with a extender
Fresh with the hustle so we bounce back on them suckers
Blowin' big, doin' gigs, got it ran in hundreds
Niggaz wonder why I stress that I am the best
Comin' through my neighborhood with 4's on the caddy
Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money
Don't forget the baby no, don't forget the F
So for this paper chase I'm out runnin' sprinters
A jungle on my wrist, a circus on my neck
3rd Ward soldier, 13th gangsta
Take a knee and thank the Man then get back to the money

You ain't know, I gotta go
Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money
Nigga I ain't got a money printer
Put it on the hood, I'm Hollygrove to death
And that bitch hold me up like suspenders
You ain't know, I gotta go
My whole hood cried when my lil' brother died
You ain't know, I gotta go

You ain't know, I gotta go
Baby and Slim still point guard and center
You ain't know, I gotta go
Oh, where you goin'? I gotta get back to the money

I wake up in the mornin', take a piss and wash my hands
Know how to survive hustlin' stayin' fly

Shout out to the new cash money members
Poppin' at the mouth like this cutter won't split 'em

I got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a lady