(Intro)
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Work it work it work it¡¦
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(Hook)
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I¡¯m in the club, you know wussup
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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If I¡¯m in the club you know wussup
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Big money, I make that
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Yall boys ain¡¯t ballin, show me where your cake at
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She got a body like a goddess
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Droppin it, slidin down that pole, she go the hardest
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Killin the whole party
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Plus she got her own money, she be pushin the farrin
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So tell the DJ to put this on replay
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I¡¯m pinnin money on er, you would think it was her b-day
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B-day, with a back like that
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I might as well throw a few racks yea
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Bust it open, in your crack
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Halley Pack, Hurricane, it¡¯s a wrap
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I told er work it work it work it
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From belly man that ass look perfect
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Big bucks over here, hunnid dollar bills
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Shorty whisperin in my ear, say she on the pill
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Yea, I¡¯m bout to take er to the room
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Real live shit, no this ain¡¯t a cartoon
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Now she say she wanna put it on me
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I just hope lil mama notice she dealin with a beast
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Hurricane
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(Hook)
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I¡¯m in the club, you know wussup
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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If I¡¯m in the club you know wussup
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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(Verse)
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Make it pop girl, go stupid
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Don¡¯t stop, I¡¯m lovin the way you do it
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Bend it over like that, keep movin
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Laid back like a mack I¡¯m the coolest
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Rubber band full of money,
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Finna shut the club down, ain¡¯t a damn thing funny
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Yall boys threw a whole lot of junk change
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I got dough so I¡¯m bout to make it hurricane
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Shake it like you got, ass baby ass
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You can leave with me tonight but I can¡¯t be your man
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Let me see you get loose as I deuce
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While I get my lean on, yea I¡¯m sippin that juice
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So tell me what you really wanna do
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Baby put yo clothes on, we could leave in that coupe
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Hundred racks in a black backpack, I¡¯m the truth
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Make the roof disappear on my car like poof
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Haters mad cuz they not us
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They ain¡¯t even gotta fake cuz I¡¯m really guaped up
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Guess guess who¡¯s back in a big black truck
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Yea she came here with you but she leavin with us
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Hurricane
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(Hook)
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I¡¯m in the club, you know wussup
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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If I¡¯m in the club you know wussup
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Get money over here, we be guaped up
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Guped Up
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Hurricane Chris |