Money Up (feat. Toro y Moi)
Hello, my name is Chaz
Ooh
Ooh
Uh, uh, bitch, you know you lyin', no cap (okay)
'Bout to roll another one, yeah, and she throw it back (ooh, ooh)
Get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew)
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew, phew)
Bih, we know you lyin', no cap (ooh)
'Bout to roll another one, yeah, and she throw it back
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew, phew)
Get your money up, don't fuck the money up (skrrt)
Uh, so much needle on, I need a doctor (ooh)
Uh, thought I knew that bih, okay, that's not her (okay)
Fuck 12, I can't stand a copper (fuck 12)
Free Tay-K, you 'posed to be out here (ooh)
Get that money up, yеah, don't fuck the money up (phew, phеw)
Uh, I could get you boozed, then your tummy tucked (phew, phew)
But you ain't gotta touch it if it's perfect (phew, phew)
Uh, I don't wanna hit unless it's worth it (wham)
Hit it from the back, okay, she forfeit (wham)
Throw the towel in, throw the towel in (wham)
Let's take a lil' trip, now we stylin' (vroom)
Let's take a lil' trip, now we stylin' (okay)
Uh, uh, bitch, you know you lyin', no cap (okay)
'Bout to roll another one, yeah, and she throw it back (ooh, ooh)
Get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew)
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew, phew)
This a tour, not a boys night (no)
Too mature for these joyrides (how? Ooh)
Money heavy, gotta keep an eye
On my people, on my baby, where they all reside (ooh)
Cut the check, now I'm verified, ayy
Cop the check, now I'm worth the time, ayy (ooh)
Check the cops, make 'em pay the fines
Riot in the street like all the time, damn (ooh)
Murda, murda, murda she wrote (she wrote)
Why they gotta hit so low? (So low, ooh)
Undertaker, stay in the floor (floor)
Why they gotta pistol blow? (Ooh, blow)
Crowd's roarin', that shit cleared my mic
Crowdsurfin', kicked out all the lights (ooh)
Admission goin' up every night
Makin' me think twice, I'm like, "Fuck, what's my line?" (Skrrt-skrrt)
Uh, uh, bitch, you know you lyin', no cap (ooh)
'Bout to roll another one, yeah, and she throw it back (phew)
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew, phew)
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (skrrt)
Ooh
Ooh
Uh, uh, bitch, you know you lyin', no cap (okay)
'Bout to roll another one, yeah, and she throw it back (ooh, ooh)
Get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew)
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew, phew)
Bih, we know you lyin', no cap (ooh)
'Bout to roll another one, yeah, and she throw it back
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew, phew)
Get your money up, don't fuck the money up (skrrt)
Uh, so much needle on, I need a doctor (ooh)
Uh, thought I knew that bih, okay, that's not her (okay)
Fuck 12, I can't stand a copper (fuck 12)
Free Tay-K, you 'posed to be out here (ooh)
Get that money up, yеah, don't fuck the money up (phew, phеw)
Uh, I could get you boozed, then your tummy tucked (phew, phew)
But you ain't gotta touch it if it's perfect (phew, phew)
Uh, I don't wanna hit unless it's worth it (wham)
Hit it from the back, okay, she forfeit (wham)
Throw the towel in, throw the towel in (wham)
Let's take a lil' trip, now we stylin' (vroom)
Let's take a lil' trip, now we stylin' (okay)
Uh, uh, bitch, you know you lyin', no cap (okay)
'Bout to roll another one, yeah, and she throw it back (ooh, ooh)
Get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew)
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew, phew)
This a tour, not a boys night (no)
Too mature for these joyrides (how? Ooh)
Money heavy, gotta keep an eye
On my people, on my baby, where they all reside (ooh)
Cut the check, now I'm verified, ayy
Cop the check, now I'm worth the time, ayy (ooh)
Check the cops, make 'em pay the fines
Riot in the street like all the time, damn (ooh)
Murda, murda, murda she wrote (she wrote)
Why they gotta hit so low? (So low, ooh)
Undertaker, stay in the floor (floor)
Why they gotta pistol blow? (Ooh, blow)
Crowd's roarin', that shit cleared my mic
Crowdsurfin', kicked out all the lights (ooh)
Admission goin' up every night
Makin' me think twice, I'm like, "Fuck, what's my line?" (Skrrt-skrrt)
Uh, uh, bitch, you know you lyin', no cap (ooh)
'Bout to roll another one, yeah, and she throw it back (phew)
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (phew, phew)
Uh, get your money up, don't fuck the money up (skrrt)
Credits
Writer(s): Chazwick Bundick, Malcolm Davis
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