Po Up Poet

[Hook] Please point me to the money They call me the Po Up Poet Please point me to the money [Verse 1] If it ain't muddy don't po' it The call me the Po Up Poet Just made a ticket time to blow it I'm getting blowed off that Fillmore Straight out the Bay I got that real smoke I got a connect that's somebody you don't know Big Moe got me moving real slow I got the Snoop Dogg rolled up They better bury me with a cold cup I got the Screw Juice on deck If it ain't purple partner hold up [Hook] Please point me to the money They call me the Po Up Poet Please point me to the money [Verse 2] They call me Mr. Muddy Don't call me with no fuck shit Unless you're trying to come and fuck me But fuck that hatin' Where the weed at My work uniform is all black I'm getting money so my haters back I got that Texas T on tap They tappin' phones better talking cold Cold red homie slow yo' row So I'm rollin' now zonin' bro Slowly leanin' trying to cure my cold [Hook] Please point me to the money They call me the Po Up Poet Please point me to the money