Throw It Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Timati]
Got it out for the paper
Chinky act like a native
Started out as a waitress
Until you ran out of patience
Graduated in dancing the pole, the pole a year later
Know she addicted to dollars, she like to di*kin' me later
Got about ten racks sitting on my lap and I'm a sucker too, know you wanna talk back
Don't be glowing, know you wanna sit back
I'mma blow it all, make me wanna hear that
She think I'm tight 'cause I’m yawnin’
But I'mma drop these bags 'til the morning

[Chorus: Timati & Poo Bear]
We up in this b*tch like throw it up
Strippers getting bank like a hold up
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Lеt me get it)
She likе I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)
The DJ got it cracking in the stripclub (DJ)
I got the kind of money that are fold up (Fold up)
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)

[Verse 2]
Get on the mission
She woke up with a vision
Heart filled up with ambition
She got to pay a tuition
Buying it means necessary
Make n*ggas pay for attention
She like your time necessary if you ain't here 'bout that tippin'
I'mma tell you like a stripper told me
Cash rule everything around me
Money changed everything about me
Money changed everything around me
She bust it open on the floor in a handstand
Made me wanna link up like a Cuban

[Chorus: Timati & Poo Bear]
We up in this b*tch like throw it up
Strippers getting bank like a hold up
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)
The DJ got it cracking in the stripclub (DJ)
I got the kind of money that are fold up (Fold up)
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)

[Bridge: Timati]
You ain't working out
Won't let you girl, see that girl
Unless you bring her to the club with you
She can happy spend them racks
You ain't working out
Won't let you girl, see that girl
Unless you bring her to the club with you
She can happy spend them racks

[Chorus: Timati & Poo Bear]
We up in this b*tch like throw it up
Strippers getting bank like a hold up
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)
The DJ got it cracking in the stripclub (DJ)
I got the kind of money that are fold up (Fold up)
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)
She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)