Throw Some Money on It - Sagey

In the club throwin' money Turned up, Kells and the Twista The way she work it on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money They way she twerk it on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money The way she pop it on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money The way she slide down on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money Pop that booty, let me watch it girl Drop it, I'll not knock it - better yet I'mma reach into my pocket girl Watch it girl she sluggin', come over here cause I see what you do Tippin off the plenty booze; how you be attracted to plenty dudes with the Jimmy Choo shoes you in What you doing takes some talent so I gotta say that I'm enjoying what I witness My money flow is endless, lookin' at her work that pole like gymnast Climbin' up to the top, turn it upside down then open up her legs Lookin' sexy all the way to the bottom, I'm throwin' dollar cause it look like she finna hit her head Now she twerlin' around it, then do a split right in front of it Ready to go back up when she look at how thick the money get She do it caterpillar, ballerina diamond toes arial and vert Full rockin' it verti crucifix fan kick, pro pound with mills stacks spin in reverse The way she work it on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money They way she twerk it on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money The way she pop it on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money The way she slide down on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money I ain't got no plans tonight Get somewhere, you can help me get my head right And I love your swag, cause it's just like mine Siamese, twins, me and, you, we, two, of a, kind Strip club is our playground, she playing on her monkey bar Up and down like a roller coaster - I call that ass a theme park Way she handle her business from the sky she make it drop My money no limit, tonight I'm about to go astronaut Never ride solo, Mr. Franklin always with me She'd been around the pole so many times she should be dizzy Rolex that's real crime, these niggas exaggerating Her ass can hold a glass, that's no exaggerating The way she work it on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money They way she twerk it on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money The way she pop it on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money The way she slide down on the pole Got me throwin' my money, throwin' my money

Let's do it one more time Okay 1234 She said seek and ye shall find it But from where I saw it, I couldn't see it Come over here where the light's better Come over here to my side Put some sugar on it honey Put some honey on it sugar I like it sweet And I want to eat I knew exactly what I was doing But I didn't know what I had done I know one thing and one thing only That I need you and want you Right over here Put some sugar on it honey Put some honey on it sugar I like it sweet And baby, oh baby, oh baby, oh The moon came out at night And it lit two silhouettes on the sand One was a woman and one was a man Two silhouettes on the sand Put some sugar on it honey Put some honey on it sugar I like to eat And baby I like it sweet Oh baby, oh I'm looking over my left shoulder And I'm throwing something over my right shoulder And I'm throwing caution to the wind Caution to the wind Put some sugar on it honey Put some honey on it sugar I like it sweet baby I really do Oh baby Oh

Fye gang, BDL Street Music For The Block Yeah Trap music, Jack music Faaah Faah She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie What the lick read, point the bag out Who lil baby over there wit her ass out I get to grabbin on the booty like I'm Cash Out She let me smack her on the booty cause my cash out Why these niggas mad what they hatin fo A couple racks on his head ill make him taste the floor Dead Rose the one who made god break the mold I love my cheese blue, like its made from mold Im another nigga whole different breed Put a hole in a nigga if he fuckin sneeze See these goons im wit, a whole bunch of gz Gat bussas, trap juggas all duckin ds You ain't my fuckin dawg, yall some fucking fleas Madd cause ya girl on my n u t z Bdl we the hottest hittaz on the seen Street Music For The Block ya na na na mean She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie Grip the handle imma need the tape Blow ya candle imma need the cake Super trappn I dont need a cape But look if im throwin somethin lemme see it shake Shake, twerk somethin I need somethin goin wild Got the whole gang wit me rite now its goin down If you still aint doing nothing wit ya self then move from round Get a drink an sit yo bummin ass down We run the town Who want the smoke, fire something Tryna smoke, gettin lit I be hit looking to legit to quit, Hammer drip White fish city no Montana trip Smoking gas got me zoned just like how Atlanta is always been a stand up kid Yea I need them blue strips or the green For the block, for the block Whole city on a money scheme Around the clock, around the clock Hold me down She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie She shaking ass, put a lil money it Oh he gangsta put a lil money on him Oh he mad cause I get a lil money homie Well I aint stuntin, imma keep gettin money homie