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

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

You niggaz bumpin' gums, that talkin' better kill it
I'm sendin' a message yes homey 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 coast, down South and New York City
You pussy niggaz silly, I you feelin' shitty
You think that we stop now and show some pity?

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

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

I a big pistol, who the fuck want it?
Niggaz still talkin'? Who the fuck it?
sendin' 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 everywhere, we get to the money man

I gotta run my money up, shorty stack money up
I gotta stack that 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, your paper up, hoe
What we stackin'? Dough, what we Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty
Ballin' all day and I mad I just gotta get dough

Fuck metaphors, all philosophical
Rap shit is easy, y'all make this an obstacle
This is training, show you the ropes
Man this music is a product, it's just like

of all get your own hustle, don't watch mine
We all spit game, mine just 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 money up
I gotta stack paper up, so we can have
hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I gotta get mo'

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