Back tha Club

Counting money and shit Counting money, all this brand new shit In the back the club Ay, all my bitches stacking up In the back the club Fill the plastic bag, can you stack enough? Throw the ones, throw the tens Throw a stack of dubs She ain't tryin' to f*ck, she just clap it up Yeah, whoa, in the back the club Fill the plastic bag, can you stack it up? Throw the ones, throw the tens Throw a stack of dubs She ain't tryin' to f*ck, just want money up All my bitches stack money, call your daddy But you know this ain't her dad money You all off inside the Corner acting mad funny (Strange) She gon' pass the ball before, now She gon' pass it to me, yeah She gon' hit the stage She gon' twerk it for some big faces Y'all amazed, we came up, bought us six cases (Really balling) we throwing scholarships Her ass is super tatted You know a lot of girls But you gotta have it First time that she hit the stage Pulled up in the Caddy (Skrrt) Skrrt off in that Lexus, damn, girl You know you're savvy Forgot her name 'cause now Everybody call her "Baddy" Girl, you know you're savage She got expensive habit's Yeah, all my bitches stacking up In the back the club Fill the plastic bag, can you stack enough? Throw the ones, throw the tens Throw a stack of dubs She ain't tryin' to f*ck She just want money up Whoa, yeah, in the back the club Plastic bag, stacking up Throw the ones, throw the tens Throw a stack of dubs She ain't tryin' to f*ck She just want money up She gon' hit the strip Leave the telly by herself (Damn) Gotta catch a flight when You're really chasing wealth (Plane) In a different city every night This how she felt (Whoa) Alexander Wang, shit What kind of cards you're dealt? Looking for the ballers, man I heard that he a wild She been working two nights She just made like thirty thou' Came back home It look like she the richest bitch in town You the trap star but you're Broke and juggin' pounds And she got her money up She got them bands, baby Y'all ain't even done enough She roll up the honey dutch Everybody wanna touch She count it and run it up She count it and run it up All my bitches stacking up In the back the club Get the plastic bag, can you stack enough? Throw the ones, throw the tens Throw a stack of dubs She ain't tryin' to f*ck She just want money up Yeah, whoa, in the back the club Fill the plastic bag, can you stack enough? Throw the ones, throw the tens Throw a stack of dubs She ain't tryin' to f*ck She just want money up