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Saturday night for
Astronauts and
We're like satellites for
I'm talkin' 187, that mothafucka pop
'round and 'round we go
Saturday night for
Astronauts and
like satellites for strippers
Runnin' 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 out niggas
to burn in the atmoshphere
I'ma turn it up, you it up
it up, you burn it up
I turn it up, you 'em up
Murderer,
I you to stay
I'm talkin' 187, make mothafucka pop
I you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
187, make mothafucka pop
I need you to

5, 10, 20s, throw it
Work your way up to them big face
These other been workin' all week
You gettin' more that just off me, yeah, yeah, yeah
We work hard for this money
I see you hard for me
It ain't no thing, you can it off
If I on drinkin', I'ma lose it all

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

My nigga, if these poles talk
If the grew another pole, got up and walked
Gotta kill these dollars, it can't be an
Need your real love, mama, you can't be in my
Oh, no
I a ten down in Houston
So I if you can do it slow-mo
Then it up, heat it up, drop it down, beat it up
Take it off, make it talk, it all, make it fall
ATL, ATM, love to take it all

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

another Saturday night
Showtime, I deserve these
I work hard for what I get
Just so I can my ten percent
You pay up, pay up or get out
I'm not how you get down
Hope you me in the moment
But I know I'm goin'
And I'm just tryna get this...

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

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

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

Now it's mornin' for sinners
Preacher's daughter, water
Be reborn,
'Round and 'round we
like dollar bills to save
Make it rain on that plate
Need a dollar to save
Make it on that collection plate
And dollar bills can save
Make it rain on that collection
You it clap, now take it back

You made it clap, now it back

You made it clap, now it back

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