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Saturday for niggas
Astronauts and
We're like satellites for
I'm talkin' 187, make mothafucka pop
Runnin' and 'round we go
Saturday for niggas
Astronauts and
We're satellites for strippers
Runnin' 'round and she go
We got bills to kill
We comin' to the stage next, you who this is
We got dollar to kill
Get money out niggas
Money to burn in the
turn it up, you burn it up
Turn it up, you it up
I it up, you burn 'em up
Murderer,
I you to stay
I'm 187, make that mothafucka pop
I want you to stay, I'm a bill killa
187, make mothafucka pop
I need you to

5, 10, 20s, I'ma it
Work your way up to big face hunnits
These other hoes been workin' all
You more than that just off me, yeah, yeah, yeah
We both hard for this money
I see you hard for me
It no thing, you can take it off
If I keep on drinkin', lose it all

Saturday for niggas
Astronauts and
We're like satellites for
I'm talkin' 187, make mothafucka pop
Runnin' 'round and we go
Saturday for niggas
Astronauts and
We're like satellites for
'round and 'round she go
We got dollar bills to
We comin' to the stage next, you who this is
We got dollar bills to
Get your money out
Money to in the atmosphere
I'ma turn it up, you it up
Turn it up, you it up
I turn it up, you 'em up
Murderer,
I you to stay
I'm talkin' 187, that mothafucka pop
I want you to stay, I'm a bill killa
187, that mothafucka pop
I you to stay

My nigga, if these poles talk
If the stage grew pole, got up and walked
kill these dollars, it can't be an assault
Need your love, mama, you can't be in my thoughts
Oh, no
I knew a ten down in
So I wonder if you can do it
Then speed it up, heat it up, it down, beat it up
Take it off, it talk, shake it all, make it fall
ATL, ATM, love to take it all

night for niggas
Astronauts and
like satellites for strippers
I'm 187, make that mothafucka pop
Runnin' 'round and we go
Saturday night for
and alcohol
We're satellites for strippers
Runnin' 'round and she go
We got bills to kill
We comin' to the stage next, you who this is
We got dollar bills to
Get money out niggas
to burn in the atmoshphere
I'ma it up, you burn it up
Turn it up, you it up
I turn it up, you 'em up
Murderer,
I you to stay
I'm talkin' 187, make mothafucka pop
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar killa
187, that mothafucka pop
I need you to

Just another Saturday
Showtime, I deserve lights
'Cause I work hard for I get
so I can give my ten percent
You pay up, pay up or get out
I'm not into how you get
Hope you love me in the
But I where I'm goin'
And I'm just get through this...

...Saturday night for
and alcohol
You're like satellites for
I'm 187, make that mothafucka pop
Runnin' and 'round you go
Saturday night for
Astronauts and
like satellites for strippers
Runnin' and 'round I go
I dollar bills to kill
We comin' to the stage next, you know who is
You better have dollar bills to
Get money out niggas
Money to in my atmoshphere
So turn it up, burn it up, hey
Turn it up, it up, hey
it up, burn 'em up, hey
I'm a murderer,
You me to stay
I'm talkin' 187, that mothafucka pop
You me to stay
187, make mothafucka pop
I want you to

Man girl I made a killin' off these drunk ass tonight
Ayy bruh that shit was up, man
But damn they had my pole clean today, I'm sick of this
This bitch spilled her mothafuckin' on my goddamn shoes
You dirtier than a mothafucka,
Next time they better have my shit
I can't go up in this strip club
Ayy it's cool
You know
get some new ones tomorrow, fuck it
You know the other spot

No more doin' that shit and tryna go to church in the
Let's go to the other

Now it's Sunday mornin' for
Preacher's daughter, holy
Be reborn,
and 'round we know
It's like bills to save
it rain on that collection plate
Need a dollar to save
Make it rain on that collection
And your bills can save
Make it rain on that collection
You made it clap, now take it

You made it clap, now it back

You made it clap, now take it

You it clap, now take it back
Watch it all away
Watch it all away
it all wash away