Lyrics

[Intro: Polo Da Don] Yeah, yeah, yeah Stop, now let me see your booty drop [Verse 1: Keri Hilson] If you think you impressin' us with your ice and dub Poppin' bottles in the club, get your money up 'Cause I ain't your average girl, I've been all around the world If you wanna wow me then get your money up Then get your money up Get your money up, boy Get your money up I wanna see something bigger than a Hummer truck Get your money up, boy Get your money up You gotta throw something bigger than a hundred bucks [Bridge: Keri Hilson] Now slide, slide one of them black cards If you got it, then show me how you gettin' it Diamonds a girl's best friend, if you can provide them Might even act a fool while you hittin' it When you see me in my thang, blow a whole lot of change Let the bottle get jealous, get your money up And if you don't like us, there's nothing to discuss We don't even give a fuck, get your money up [Chorus: Keri Hilson & (Polo Da Don)] Get your money up Get your money up (Stop playin' with yourself, get your money up) Get your money up Get your money up (Stop, now let me see your booty drop!) [Verse 2: Keyshia Cole & Polo Da Don] If you're tearin' the bar down with all the fly women And still livin' with your momma Get your money up If you ridin' big whips, can't take care of your kids, why you lookin' at me? Get your money up When I'm up in the club, you know how we roll Them bottles pop, nonstop You up in Hollywood, you know how we roll, stop! Now let me see your booty drop [Breakdown: Keri Hilson] Catchin' what I'm talkin' 'bout, I don't wanna hear your mouth You needa put some money down, or get your money up Why you invadin' my space? Why you get up in my face? I ain't got nothing to say, but get your money up Get your money up, boy Get your money up I wanna see something better than the autobus Get your money up, boy Get your money up You know my bottle cost more than a hundred bucks [Chorus: Keri Hilson & (Polo Da Don)] Get your money up Get your money up (Stop playin' with yourself, get your money up) Get your money up Get your money up (Stop, now let me see your booty drop) [Bridge: Keyshia Cole & Keri Hilson, Polow da Don] Okay now, slide, slide one of them black cards If you got it then show me how you getting it Diamonds a girl's best friend, if you can provide them I might even act a fool while you hittin' it Now grind, grind Get you some big money and don't forget about me when you're spendin' it But if you ain't gon' pay, don't be screamin' out "Hey girl" (Stop, now let me see your booty drop) [Verse 3: Teyana Taylor] I know you ain't tryna holla with that short paper What you dealing with? This is major Ms. Taylor You tryna hit me with your sack, and it's so sad Your clothes look like rags, you have no swag You gotta hit me with something more than what's-your-name I need that everything, so I can switch lanes You lookin' silly, sayin' you worth a milli You ain't worth a hunnid, little fella, stop the frontin' [?] (Get your money up, get your money up) [Chorus: Keri Hilson & (Polo Da Don)] Get your money up Get your money up (Stop playin' with yourself, get your money up) Get your money up Get your money up (Stop, now let me see your booty drop) [Outro: Keyshia Cole & Tayana Taylor] Woo! I know that's right, Keri Your girl KC They gone hate on this one right here, let's go! Oh! Now get your money up (Yes, yes) Hey, hey, hey Now get your money up We don't like them broke boys, we don't like them broke boys (Get your money up) (Get your money up, get your money up) (Get your money up, get your money up) We don't like them broke boys, we don't like them broke boys