[Intro: ASAP You what this is a celebration bitches Grab a drink, grab a that I grab your ass
[Verse 1: ASAP Bitch I hustle every day, you could my resum Bad Spanish bitch, one kiss'll take your breath I could bag your girl in a broken down Swag through the talk and I ain't even decorate I was 21 when I my mom a condo A guitar and a gift down at Costco's It's a cold winter when it's past my goggles Penthouse, top floor, window with the down at Santos, Phantom suicide doors Paparazzi slide-shows, showers with the doors One night, five shows, two-seater, hoes Eyes closed, I can see hating through the blindfolds Niggas better switch it if the business ain't the I'm all my chicken nigga you could call me Roscoe's If I wasn't spitting I'd be probably flipping I suppose God I coulda been a snot-nose
x2] Get money every day (Every we celebrate) Get money every day (Every we celebrate) I hustle every day (Every night we celebrate) Every night we celebrate, night we celebrate
[Verse 2: ASAP Fuck is all the talk about? Fuck these talking 'bout? Shit I know it sucks cuz we the only thing to about I down to ATL, I seen how they walk it out Cali Crip Walk it out, show 'em New York about What these niggas hating Fuck these niggas hating on? I'm what they debating for, I'm what they been on Out there tryna take it slow but taking slow been taking Know I'm on the trail until I get my paper long When I'm in the kitchen, catch me my apron on And back to business, ASAP is where they belong And we on the grind, that's until I get my paper See your nigga's face every time you your cable on why your leggings on, face down ass out? Tylenol and codeine got a nigga to pass out Catch me on a and now a nigga 'bout to cash out Get money, hella cake, night we celebrate
When the boys roll, pull up on the Still we hustle, cuz we run the I'll be on my grind, every night the coffin close, and my lights off
I hit 'em up, my name's Shakur my dividends, I'm allergic to poor I hit 'em up, like my Shakur Stack my paper up, I'm the law
I hit 'em up