Chris Brown - Get Dat Money lyrics

[Hook: Chris Brown] Look how she up and down that pole Stripper b**hes, got a couple singles for you Just clap that a** up on that pole Twerk, twerk, twerk Now pop that p**y for a real n***a Now do it, get dat money baby Now pop that p**y for a real n***a Go ahead and get dat money baby [Verse 1: Lil Durk] Hundred dollar bottle What the strippers swallow Malaya Blacc Chyna Shout out to Tyga Red Bottom just to match the Rarri Spider Plane, Jane rolling got them b**hes on fire Now whoever say I come for I just break the band on the b**h that's on that pole p**y popping, got the squad turning up with hoes Ace Of Spades, VIP, we see TV like show Now oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Got spice red all on my shoe We global like we on the news Stay in the best designer, we be on the news Let's get it [Hook] [Verse 2: French Montana] Came flipping, I bought it When I came through in that foreign Only f** with them bad b**hes, them square b**hes be boring She need five stacks on that hair Coke, pills I'm on Been getting money all year All them cribs I own Showty help me slanging fish to meet me at the yard Godamn, young n***a made it hot Showty bend it over, throw them bands on it Came with a 100 large, Uncle Sam on 'em We just spend it on the top like a ceiling fan I can catch a (?) of the Instagram Wrist wrapped up, John Wall Stacking money up, wall to wall [Hook]