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

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

You niggaz bumpin' your gums, that talkin' better it
I'm sendin' a real 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 coast, down South and New York City
You pussy niggaz silly, I know you 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
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, we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty
Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get

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

I keep a big pistol, who the fuck it?
still talkin'? Who the fuck done it?
Niggaz threats man who the fuck comin'?
Ain't no pussies over here nigga ain't runnin'

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

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

Bring money 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 mad I just gotta get dough

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

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

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

Bring your money up, hey, your paper up, hoe
we stackin'? 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