Sweep

[Intro] Eat my shit up, yess Hunnids, fifties, twenties, ones... I don't care what it is I got bills to pay, car note to pay I need my nails done, my hair did I need my moneys, eyebrows on fleek Hello... Bounce [Hook](x9) Fifties and hunnids (Whip it, Whip it) Sweep up that money (Whip it, Whip it) Do ya shit, Do ya shit [Verse 1 : Pricetag] Momma said don't trust a bitch, trust women I started out selling grams, bud tending Try'na touch millions, ain't got time to touch prison Ain't nobody give me shit, so there will be zero fucks given So tonight I'm off the shit, tonight I'm off my bop I'll pull up I need some top I'm letting you know that off the top Keep my head up like the tip off, waiting for the ball to drop And the only time i use my phone is when i'm calling shots See I ain't never dropped the dime Unless the ho was on my nerves, yelling with her words Going through my phone, actin' like its hers Plus she brought a dog, pulled him out the purse Now he dropping turd, shit is getting worse See the way I upgrade it gotta hurt Coming at me sideways, you gotta swerve Three word for these birds: do not disturb, Uh [Bridge] Always seem to lose myself in the moment Fucking around the room, flaunting like you want it And I want it, yea I need it I throw every dime just to see it Bounce [Hook] (x8) [Verse 2 : Oktane] As soon as I walk in, they know where the money at You look like you done this before Cause you know where the rookies and dummies at Bring that ass here.... Sat down, plastered Lap danced, tapped her, told her vibrate faster And she just want to fuck her favorite rapper It's my third drink up in my hand tonight so Every jam is my jam tonight I leave tomorrow so go ham tonight Go overtime for your man tonight She said my back too sore my bra too tight But my booty still shake to the left to the right The girls in the club be dancing like a stripper You the stripper that be dancing like Bouncin' and shakin', shakin' you be boucin' Raining money so it's money you're countin' One hunnid, two hunnids, three hunnids I need One hunnid, two hunnids, three hunnids They hate broke niggas, they love me homie And their home girl all mess with the team homie And the team is the fam I don't need homies When the beat drop, make it Bounce [Hook] (x8)