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I got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a lady And you can never play me, I'm from Uptown, baby. I wake up in the mornin' take a piss and wash my hands Take a knee and thank the Man then get back to the money. You ain't know, I gotta go, Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money. You ain't know, I gotta go, Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money. You ain't know, I gotta go, Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money. You ain't know, I gotta go Where ya goin'? I gotta get back to the money. To the money Brush the platinum grab the straps, homie, make it happen Comin' through my neighborhood with 4's on the Caddy Limo tints out the pound and Uptown crackin' SongtexteRed bandanna duckin' feds and the money stacking. Rest in peace to Miss Gladys like e'eryday We on the grind for the shine and we gon' get paid Spent a mill' on the wheels custom wit' the navi' 2 of the same whips we doin' it big livin' lavish. This is a Scott Storch and I'm a hot torch And gettin' money is my sport And understand the rap game is my court So I shall walk and come forth like a Rockport Or some sort of matchin' slippers or yacht shoes See I don't cruise control I control the cruise Yes... I gets throat on a boat And I vow to never fall like soap on a rope and I got a lot of loot and I ain't lookin' for a lady And you can never pay me I'm from Uptown baby I wake up in the mornin' take a piss and wash my hands Take a knee and thank the Man then get back to the money. Aus Songtexte Mania