Kill Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

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Saturday night for niggas 

Astronauts and alcohol 

We're like satellites for strippers 

I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop 

Runnin' 'round and 'round we go 

Saturday night for niggas 

Astronauts and alcohol 

We're like satellites for strippers 

Runnin' 'round and 'round she go 

We got dollar bills to kill 

We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is 

We got dollar bills to kill 

Get your money out niggas 

Money to burn in the atmoshphere 

I'ma turn it up, you burn it up 

Turn it up, you burn it up 

I turn it up, you burn 'em up 

Murderer, murderer 

I want you to stay 

I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop 

I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa 

187, make that mothafucka pop 

I need you to stay 

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5, 10, 20s, I'ma throw it 

Work your way up to them big face hunnits 

These other hoes been workin' all week 

You gettin' more than that just off me, yeah, yeah, yeah 

We both work hard for this money 

I see you goin' hard for me 

It ain't no thing, you can take it off 

If I keep on drinkin', I'ma lose it all 

Saturday night for niggas 

Astronauts and alcohol 

We're like satellites for strippers 

I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop 

Runnin' 'round and 'round we go 

Saturday night for niggas 

Astronauts and alcohol 

We're like satellites for strippers 

Runnin' 'round and 'round she go 

We got dollar bills to kill 

We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is 

We got dollar bills to kill 

Get your money out niggas 

Money to burn in the atmosphere 

I'ma turn it up, you burn it up 

Turn it up, you burn it up 

I turn it up, you burn 'em up 

Murderer, murderer 

I want you to stay 

I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop 

I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa 

187, make that mothafucka pop 

I need you to stay 

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My nigga, if these poles could talk 

If the stage grew another pole, got up and walked 

Gotta kill these dollars, it can't be an assault 

Need your real love, mama, you can't be in my thoughts 

Oh, no 

I knew a ten down in Houston 

So I wonder if you can do it slow-mo 

Then speed it up, heat it up, drop it down, beat it up 

Take it off, make it talk, shake it all, make it fall 

ATL, ATM, mama love to take it all 

Saturday night for niggas 

Astronauts and alcohol 

We're like satellites for strippers 

I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop 

Runnin' 'round and 'round we go 

Saturday night for niggas 

Astronauts and alcohol 

We're like satellites for strippers 

Runnin' 'round and 'round she go 

We got dollar bills to kill 

We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is 

We got dollar bills to kill 

Get your money out niggas 

Money to burn in the atmoshphere 

I'ma turn it up, you burn it up 

Turn it up, you burn it up 

I turn it up, you burn 'em up 

Murderer, murderer 

I want you to stay 

I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop 

I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa 

187, make that mothafucka pop 

I need you to stay 

Just another Saturday night 

Showtime, I deserve these lights 

'Cause I work hard for what I get 

Just so I can give my ten percent 

You better pay up, pay up or get out 

I'm not into how you get down 

Hope you love me in the moment 

But I know where I'm goin' 

And I'm just tryna get through this... 

...Saturday night for niggas 

Astronauts and alcohol 

You're like satellites for strippers 

I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop 

Runnin' 'round and 'round you go 

Saturday night for niggas 

Astronauts and alcohol 

You're like satellites for strippers 

Runnin' 'round and 'round I go 

I need dollar bills to kill 

We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is 

You better have dollar bills to kill 

Get your money out niggas 

Money to burn in my atmoshphere 

So I'ma turn it up, burn it up, hey 

Turn it up, burn it up, hey 

Turn it up, burn 'em up, hey 

I'm a murderer, murderer 

You want me to stay 

I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop 

You want me to stay 

187, make that mothafucka pop 

I want you to stay 

Man girl I made a killin' off these drunk ass niggas tonight 

Ayy bruh that shit was goin' up, man 

But damn they had my pole clean today, I'm sick of this shit 

This bitch spilled her mothafuckin' drink on my goddamn shoes 

You dirtier than a mothafucka, dawg 

Next time they better have my shit clean 

'Cause I can't go up in this strip club 

Ayy it's cool though 

You already know 

I'll get some new ones tomorrow, fuck it 

You know the other spot poppin'? 

Yeah 

No more doin' that shit and tryna go to church in the morning 

Let's go to the other spot 

Now it's Sunday mornin' for sinners 

Preacher's daughter, holy water 

Be reborn, beginner 

'Round and 'round we know 

It's like dollar bills to save 

Make it rain on that collection plate 

Need a dollar bill to save 

Make it rain on that collection plate 

And your dollar bills can save 

Make it rain on that collection plate 

You made it clap, now take it back 

Pray 

You made it clap, now take it back 

Pray 

You made it clap, now take it back 

Pray 

You made it clap, now take it back 

Watch it all wash away 

Watch it all wash away 

Watch it all wash away