Postin’ Up lyrics

[Intro: Young Buck]
Ay what it do?
Ayo
You know we be out here in the streets
Doin' what we do
You know tryna eat
And sometimes a lotta people don't realize what it take
For us to get money

[Chorus: Shannon Sanders & Young Buck]
You might see my rims spiiinin'
You might see (Yeah!)
And all this big time and shinin', I'm postin' up tonight
Let's get this money (Come on)
Let's get this money (Yeah)
Let's get this money
Let's get this money (Ohh!)

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I'm on my grind ain't no clubbin' for me
Cause lil groupie ass hoes mean nuttin' to me
I like chinchilla furs, cars and crocodiles (Hey)
Similar to Jigga but my own lifestyle (Ay)
I got a child, so I ain't really 'bout no games
I've been all around the world and it's all the same (Aiiight)
If you ain't got money, you dam near dead
So we post on the block till we get us some bread
I ain't been home in three days or change my clothes (What?)
But I can reach in my pocket pull out a bankroll (Ha haaa)
A balla baby, I don't love these hoes
I hustle Monday through Sunday
My shop neva close (Yeah!)
That's why you see the ice and them chrome 24's
Cause I'm in the traphouse while 50 doin' shows (My n*gga!)
Love for the rap game but live for the streets
What would you do if you was gettin' it cheap?
I know (Come on)
[Chorus: Shannon Sanders & Young Buck]
You might see my rims spiiinin'
You might see (Hey!)
And all this big time and shinin', I'm postin' up tonight (Let's go)
Let's get this money (Get up earrrrrrly in the morning)
Let's get this money ([?] [?])
Let's get this money
Let's get this money

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
Bring it back if you takin' to long
I'm tryna flip mines quick see my patience is gone (Yea)
Let the lil homies take my cars to the club
And I'ma post right here, come show me some love
I got 2 for 1's cuz, 3 for the twenty (Hey!)
I'm takin' dimes, pennies, whatever that you give me (What)
Gotta make it home so I'm checkin' my rearview
These rappers ain't trappin'
For real I still do
The captain of ship or the kernel of the tank (Fo sho)
Whatever that you call me, I'm money in the bank
Just playin' my position like a soldier do
And it ain't no tellin' what I sold to you (Ha haaaa)
Told my girl hold on I'm tryna get a lil bigga
You ain't feelin' that go find another n*gga
A money go-getter, you gotta love me
Underground king like Pimp C and Bun B (Let's go!)
[Chorus: Shannon Sanders & Young Buck]
You might see my rims spiiinin'
You might see (C'mon)
And all this big time and shinin' I'm postin' up tonight (Yeah)
Let's get this money (Oh!)
Let's get this money (C'mon)
Let's get this money
Let's get this money (Get money!)

[Outro: Young Buck]
Ayo that's Shannon Sanders y'all
And somebody gotta cut the check
That n*gga that cold
And he from Ca$hville
Yeaaaahh!
So holla when you see me n*gga
G-Unit!, South!
Ayo 50
Kick your feet up, n*gga
I got it from here my n*gga