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

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

I'm talkin' dedication, talkin'
Talkin' inspiration, money chasin'
paper chasin', taught we got to get it
Sittin' back on somethin', man, I ain't with it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fuck metaphors, gettin' all
Rap shit is easy, make this shit an obstacle
This is basic training, 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 your
And when opportunity come be ready to shine

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

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