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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
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, dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I gotta get dough

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

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

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

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your up
I stack that 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 paper up, hoe
What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can
Plenty hoes, dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just get dough

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

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

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

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

Bring your money up, hey, bring paper up, hoe
What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can
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 this shit an obstacle
This is training, show you the ropes
Man this is a product, it's just like dope

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

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

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