Gorilla Zoe Money Up Lyrics

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CD 1
  • 1 Do Something
  • 2 Hood Nigga
  • 3 Money Man
  • 4 Tryin’ to Make a Jug
  • 5 Crack Muzik (This That Muzik)
  • 6 Battle Field
  • 7 Take Ya Shoes Off
  • 8 I Know
  • 9 Count on Me
  • 10 Real Mother ****
  • 11 Juice Box
  • 12 Money Up
  • 13 You Don’t Know Me
  • 14 Lil Shawty
  • 15 Last Time I Checked
  • I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money up
    I gotta stack that paper up, so we can have
    Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
    Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

    Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe
    What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
    Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
    Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get dough

    I'm talkin' dedication, talkin' motivation
    Talkin' inspiration, talkin' money chasin'
    Talkin' paper chasin', taught we got to get it
    Sittin' back waitin' on somethin', man, I ain't with it

    You **** bumpin' your gums, that talkin' better kill it
    I'm sendin' a real message yes homey I hope you get it
    You little head bouncers with them two big fitteds
    **** him pop, man we runnin' up our digits

    We got the keys to the city
    The West coast, down South and New York City
    You **** **** 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 up
    I gotta stack that paper up, so we can have
    Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
    Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

    Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe
    What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
    Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
    Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get dough

    Yeah, I'm smellin' myself, I'm smellin' like money
    Jefferson, Jackson, Ben Frank money
    Old school, new school, big bank money
    You muh'**** so funny

    I 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 hand
    I'm talkin' get money, Africa and Japan
    Germany, Australia, France and Berlin
    Hood **** everywhere, we get to the money man

    I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money up
    I gotta stack that paper up, so we can have
    Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
    Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

    Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe
    What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
    Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
    Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get dough

    **** metaphors, gettin' all philosophical
    Rap **** is easy, y'all make this **** an obstacle
    This is basic training, show you the ropes
    Man this music is a product, it's just like dope

    First of all get your own hustle, don't watch mine
    We all spit game, mine just happen to rhyme
    Second of all stay prayed up and stay on your grind
    And when your opportunity come be ready to shine

    I gotta run my money up, shorty stack your money up
    I gotta stack that paper up, so we can have
    Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
    Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta get mo'

    Bring your money up, hey, bring your paper up, hoe
    What we stackin'? Dough, what we stackin'? Dough, So we can have
    Plenty hoes, plenty dough, plenty drank, plenty smoke
    Ballin' all day and I ain't mad I just gotta

    Written by: Alonzo Mathis, Winston Rosa
    Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Ultra Tunes

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