I gotta run my up, shorty stack your money up I gotta stack that paper up, so we can Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, 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, plenty dough, drank, plenty smoke Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just get dough
I'm talkin' dedication, motivation Talkin' inspiration, talkin' chasin' paper chasin', taught we got to get it Sittin' back on somethin', man, I ain't with it
You niggaz bumpin' your gums, talkin' better kill it I'm sendin' a real message yes I hope you get it You little head bouncers them two big fitteds Fuck him pop, man we runnin' up our
We got the keys to the The West coast, down and New York City You niggaz silly, I know you feelin' shitty You think we gon' stop now and show some pity?
I gotta run my up, shorty stack your money up I gotta stack that up, so we can have Plenty hoes, 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, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty Ballin' all day and I mad I just gotta get dough
Yeah, I'm smellin' myself, I'm smellin' like Jefferson, Jackson, Ben Frank Old school, new school, big money You muh'fuckers so
I keep a big pistol, who the want it? still talkin'? Who the fuck done it? Niggaz threats man who the fuck comin'? Ain't no pussies over nigga ain't nobody runnin'
Now, back to the at hand I'm talkin' get money, Africa and Germany, Australia, and Berlin Hood niggaz everywhere, we get to the man
I gotta run my money up, shorty stack 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 money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe What we stackin'? Dough, we stackin'? Dough, So we can have Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty Ballin' all day and I mad I just gotta get dough
metaphors, gettin' all philosophical Rap shit is easy, y'all make this 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 spit game, mine happen to rhyme of all stay prayed up and stay on your grind And when your opportunity come be ready to
I gotta run my money up, stack your money up I gotta stack paper up, so we can have Plenty hoes, dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I gotta get mo'
Bring your up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe What we stackin'? Dough, we stackin'? Dough, So we can have Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, smoke Ballin' all day and I mad I just gotta