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Saturday for niggas
Astronauts and
like satellites for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, that mothafucka pop
'round and 'round we go
Saturday night for
Astronauts and
We're like for strippers
'round and 'round she go
We got bills to kill
We to the stage next, you know who this is
We got bills to kill
Get your money out
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 want you to stay, I'm a bill killa
187, that mothafucka pop
I need you to

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

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

My nigga, if these could talk
If the stage grew 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 knew a ten 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, mama to take it all

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

Just another Saturday
Showtime, I these lights
'Cause I hard for what I get
Just so I can give my ten
You pay up, pay up or get out
I'm not how you get down
you love me in the moment
But I know where I'm
And I'm just get through this...

...Saturday night for
and alcohol
You're like for strippers
I'm 187, make that mothafucka pop
Runnin' 'round and you go
Saturday night for
Astronauts and
like satellites for strippers
Runnin' 'round and I go
I need dollar bills to
We comin' to the stage next, you know who is
You better have dollar bills to
Get money out niggas
Money to burn in my
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, make that pop
You want me to
187, that mothafucka pop
I want you to

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

No more doin' that shit and go to church in the morning
Let's go to the spot

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

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
it all wash away
Watch it all wash