Movie Lyrics - Gorilla Zoe World - Gorilla Zoe

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 niggaz 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 

Fuck him pop, man we runnin' up our digits 

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We got the keys to the city 

The West coast, down South and New York City 

You pussy niggaz silly, I know you feelin' shitty 

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'fuckers so funny 

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I keep a big pistol, who the fuck want it? 

Niggaz still talkin'? Who the fuck done it? 

Niggaz sendin' threats man who the fuck comin'? 

Ain't no pussies over here nigga 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 niggaz 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 

Fuck metaphors, gettin' all philosophical 

Rap shit is easy, y'all make this shit 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