Money Up

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money up

I gotta stack that paper up, so we can have

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe

What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get dough

I'm talkin' dedication, talkin' motivation

Talkin' inspiration, talkin' money chasin'

Talkin' paper chasin', taught we got to get it

Sittin' back waitin' on somethin', man, I ain't with it

You niggaz bumpin' your gums, that talkin' better kill it

I'm sendin' a real message yes homey I hope you get it

You little head bouncers with them two big fitteds

Fuck him pop, man we runnin' up our digits

We got the keys to the city

The West coast, down South and New York City

You pussy niggaz silly, I know you feelin' shitty

You think that we gon' stop now and show some pity?

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money up

I gotta stack that paper up, so we can have

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe

What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get dough

Yeah, I'm smellin' myself, I'm smellin' like money

Jefferson, Jackson, Ben Frank money

Old school, new school, big bank money

You muh'fuckers so funny

I keep a big pistol, who the fuck want it?

Niggaz still talkin'? Who the fuck done it?

Niggaz sendin' threats man who the fuck comin'?

Ain't no pussies over here nigga ain't nobody runnin'

Now, back to the message at hand

I'm talkin' get money, Africa and Japan

Germany, Australia, France and Berlin

Hood niggaz everywhere, we get to the money man

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money up

I gotta stack that paper up, so we can have

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe

What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get dough

Fuck metaphors, gettin' all philosophical

Rap shit is easy, y'all make this shit an obstacle

This is basic training, show you the ropes

Man this music is a product, it's just like dope

First of all get your own hustle, don't watch mine

We all spit game, mine just happen to rhyme

Second of all stay prayed up and stay on your grind

And when your opportunity come be ready to shine

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money up

I gotta stack that paper up, so we can have

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe

What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have

Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke

Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta