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

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

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

My nigga, if poles could talk
If the grew another pole, got up and walked
Gotta these dollars, it can't be an assault
your real love, mama, you can't be in my thoughts
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
it off, make it talk, shake it all, make it fall
ATL, ATM, mama love to it all

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

Just Saturday night
Showtime, I deserve these
'Cause I work 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 love me in the
But I where I'm goin'
And I'm just tryna get this...

...Saturday night for
and alcohol
You're like for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, make mothafucka pop
'round and 'round you go
Saturday for niggas
and alcohol
You're like for strippers
'round and 'round I go
I need dollar to kill
We comin' to the stage next, you who this is
You have dollar bills to kill
Get your out niggas
to burn in my atmoshphere
So turn 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, that mothafucka pop
I want you to

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

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

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

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