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I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money upI gotta stack that paper up, so we can havePlenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smokeBallin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoeWhat we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can havePlenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smokeBallin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get doughI'm talkin' dedication, talkin' motivationTalkin' inspiration, talkin' money chasin'Talkin' paper chasin', taught we got to get itSittin' back waitin' on somethin', man, I ain't with itYou **** bumpin' your gums, that talkin' better kill itI'm sendin' a real message yes homey I hope you get itYou little head bouncers with them two big fitteds**** him pop, man we runnin' up our digitsWe got the keys to the cityThe West coast, down South and New York CityYou **** **** silly, I know you feelin' ****You think that we gon' stop now and show some pity?I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money upSongtexteI gotta stack that paper up, so we can havePlenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smokeBallin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoeWhat we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can havePlenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smokeBallin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get doughYeah, I'm smellin' myself, I'm smellin' like moneyJefferson, Jackson, Ben Frank moneyOld school, new school, big bank moneyYou muh'**** so funnyI keep a big pistol, who the **** want it?**** still talkin'? Who the **** done it?**** sendin' threats man who the **** comin'?Ain't no **** over here **** ain't nobody runnin'Now, back to the message at handI'm talkin' get money, Africa and JapanGermany, Australia, France and BerlinHood **** everywhere, we get to the money manI gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money upI gotta stack that paper up, so we can havePlenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smokeBallin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoeWhat we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can havePlenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smokeBallin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get dough**** metaphors, gettin' all philosophicalRap **** is easy, y'all make this **** an obstacleThis is basic training, show you the ropesMan this music is a product, it's just like dopeFirst of all get your own hustle, don't watch mineWe all spit game, mine just happen to rhymeSecond of all stay prayed up and stay on your grindAnd when your opportunity come be ready to shineI gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money upI gotta stack that paper up, so we can havePlenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smokeBallin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoeWhat we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can havePlenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smokeBallin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta Aus Songtexte Mania