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