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Get Money, stack it up. Come on little mama won't you back it up. Pussy-ass nigga why you acting tough? You don't really want it with a gang of Bloods. Going off the juice, yeah D'usse. Hit the club fifty deep, it's a movie. Going four, flip the top like a toupee. Getting money, getting paper like a loose leaf. Black top with the stars, it's a new Wraith. Going up in the club on a Tuesday. Knock a bitch on her blade if she choosy. Five K, that's a fee if she choose me. Know I'm pimping old school like a two-way. She front, call her a G, she a groupie. She the finest little bitch that I ever seen. Cartier frames, AP when I hit the scene. Don't 'til tomorrow for what we can do today. Don't put me off 'til tomorrow. Tell me that you want to stay. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. White body, black top, it's a new coupe. Silly groupie take the pee-pee in a poof chute. Bentley red leather, hit it with the whoop whoop. Freddie Kane pull up in a foreign on the Hula hoops. Who are you? Niggas act familiar like They knew the coupe. I could never hit her, I dismiss her if she do the coupe. I've been pimping bitches, getting digits, that's The usual. Freddie Kane pull up in a foreign On the hula hoops. Woof. In a Chevy, got a raw kitty. Fifty carats VVS, a nigga go with it. I've been whipping in the kitchen with my own Chicken. Baking soda got my phone in it. Don't put me off 'til tomorrow for what we Can do today. Don't put me off 'til tomorrow. Tell me that you want to stay.