Money Up lyrics

[Intro]
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You know these b*tches, they gon' f*ck for a real n*gga
Yeah, that's why I deal with her

[Hook]
I done fell in love with the motherf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches shakin' ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back, I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up
I done fell in love with the motherf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches shakin' ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back, I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up

[Verse 1]
n*ggas shootin' and they missin', they got [?] guns
I'ma smack that lil b*tch with a 100 1's
Once she get that bottle, then the money come
Call that DJ Khaled, Louis got another one
Call my n*ggas, I'm just really tryna have some fun
Yeah, I see them n*ggas plottin', better have they gun
Rolex watches, n*ggas can't stop this
Showin' off my money tower, boflex, I got this
Go brazy when they see that Cuban link
Shootin' up the club, hell naw, I ain't Sean
Lot of good n*ggas dead 'cause they ain't grind
Lot of hood b*tches pregnant but it ain't mine
And I love them Spanish b*tches, call me papi
And I'm right here with my n*ggas 'cause they got me
You know these stupid lil b*tches wanna top me
It's okay, bring your friend, make it sloppy

[Hook]
I done fell in love with the motherf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches shakin' ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back, I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up
I done fell in love with the motherf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches shakin' ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back, I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up

[Verse 2]
If that b*tch ain't f*ckin' us, then she gotta go
She gon' follow us 'cause we got a lot of dough
Smack her ass, throw that cash, she gon' drop it low
Pull her hair, she don't care, she a nobble hoe
Hit her with the aces on my dolie 'cause I'm ready, n*gga
But when I go to see these scares, we gon' be heavy, n*gga
Ain't gotta go and get the strap 'cause it's already with us
And ain't no need to save your b*tch 'cause I already hit her
And every day a n*gga goin' through some new sh*t
[?] made me wanna do sh*t
[?] made me wanna do sh*t
But God only put the realest n*ggas throw sh*t
United States of America exclusive
They gon' play me in the club, yeah, that's new sh*t
Make it rain on them b*tches 'cause I'm too lit
There's a storm on these b*tches on some clue sh*t

[Hook]
I done fell in love with the motherf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches shakin' ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back, I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up
I done fell in love with the motherf*ckin' strip club
Bad b*tches shakin' ass, showin' hella love
Every day that I go back, I gotta run it up
It ain't trickin' if you got it, b*tch, my money up