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I gotta run my money up, shorty stack money up
I gotta stack that up, so we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, smoke
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just get mo'

Bring your money up, hey, bring your up, hoe
What we stackin'? Dough, we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, drank, plenty smoke
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just get dough

I'm dedication, talkin' motivation
Talkin' inspiration, talkin' chasin'
Talkin' chasin', taught we got to get it
Sittin' back waitin' on somethin', man, I with it

You niggaz bumpin' your gums, that better kill it
I'm sendin' a real message yes I hope you get it
You little head bouncers with two big fitteds
Fuck him pop, man we up our digits

We got the keys to the
The coast, down South and New York City
You pussy silly, I know you feelin' shitty
You think that we gon' now and show some pity?

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack money up
I stack that paper up, so we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, drank, plenty smoke
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just get mo'

Bring your up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe
What we Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, drank, plenty smoke
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just get dough

Yeah, I'm smellin' myself, I'm smellin' money
Jefferson, Jackson, Ben Frank
Old school, new school, big bank
You muh'fuckers so

I keep a big pistol, who the fuck it?
Niggaz talkin'? Who the fuck done it?
sendin' threats man who the fuck comin'?
Ain't no pussies over here nigga ain't nobody

Now, back to the message at
I'm get money, Africa and Japan
Germany, Australia, France and
Hood niggaz everywhere, we get to the man

I gotta run my money up, stack your money up
I stack that paper up, so we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty
Ballin' all day and I mad I just gotta get mo'

Bring your money up, hey, bring paper up, hoe
What we stackin'? Dough, what we Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
Ballin' all day and I mad I just gotta get dough

Fuck metaphors, gettin' all
Rap shit is easy, y'all make this shit an
is basic training, show you the ropes
Man this music is a product, it's just dope

First of all get your own hustle, don't mine
We all game, mine just happen to rhyme
Second of all stay prayed up and stay on grind
And when your opportunity come be ready to

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your up
I stack that paper up, so we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty
all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

Bring your up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe
we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, smoke
all day and I ain't mad I just gotta