Beelow - How Many Dollars lyrics

Chorus: repeats 2x How many dollars its gone take To see you bounce that a** girl make that a** twurk How many dollars its gone take To see you bounce it, work it, twurk it, work it girl Verse 1: [Thug Addict] Girl i like the way the way you shaking that thing Working that thing, let me see you twurking that thing [Guy] It's the mra you know how we do the do ah Flossin' with Ballin Music Group ah [Thug Addict] Stop stunting, girl let me smack that thang up Stop stunting, girl let me see you back that thang up [Guy] Who I be? The M. Rah neat-o I'm down with Ballin, mobbin' wit Beelow I be the rhyme sayer, she be's that rump shaker I be's that back break, we known as the money makers [Thug Addict] Up in here they got mo girls then Bayou Cla**ic Who shake it the hardest, work like a master Like Jay-Z, and J.D. money ain't no thang Let me see ya twurk twurk it in that g-string Don't front let me see yo money maker shake How many dollars will it take wooday? Chorus : repeats 2x Hook 1: Here kitty kitty, back that azz up [repeat 3x] Back that azz up, here kitty kitty [repeat 2x] Hook 2: Work that kitty kat, bounce dat azz ho [repeat 3x] Bounce dat azz ho, work that kitty kat, work that kitty kat Verse 2: [Beelow] I see you in the club, I luv the way you twurk that thang Girl you was handling yo business the way you pop it in that g-string Up and down like a rodeo bronco Bucking so hard you make a n***a wanna honk ho How many dollars?, How many its gone take? What will it take to move that g-string out the way? Don't stunt girl, won't you work it how u want to Here's 50 dollars show a n***a what'cha gone do Lap dance, or we can take it to the back Love strippin' in the club, let me put you on yo back If you wit, yeah I'm wit it, won't you come and get it girl Earring in you f**ing tongue make a n***a go girl Won't cha pop that thang (no it won't stop) Won't cha twurk that thang (no we won't stop) Come on pop that thang (no it won't stop, no we won't stop, no it won't Stop) Chorus repeats 2x Hook 1 repeats 1x Hook 2 repeats 1x Verse 3: [Ms. Peaches] You wanna get it, get it, get it my a** n***a You got some f**ing nerves coming wit them weak a** lines Thinking you 'bout to get served, n***a please I ain't about shaking my a** for no n***a I'ma go getter, ghetto b**h Clockin' my own scrilla How the f** you figure that you can pay for this a**? You couldn't afford me even if you had a trunk load of cash Couldn't last a damn minute if I was twurking my thang I have you screaming (stop)! NO!, now what's my f**ing name f** biggied bounce, b**h I'm trying to make some real money So put them dollars in yo pocket cause I find that sh** funny Always be them cheap a** n***as won't you to work that string But when it come down to f**ing he ain't even got no thang You holla working it twurking it, n***a you need ta start jurkin' it Cause I'ma break it and take, f**ing right I'm tryin' to make it So how many dollars its gone take for you lick on this click? Now get the f** out my face Chorus repeats 2x Hook 1 repeats 1x Hook 2 repeats 1x Chorus repeats 2x