Throw It Up

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Timati] Got it out for the paper Chinky act like a native Started out as a waitress Until you ran out of patience Graduated in dancing the pole, the pole a year later Know she addicted to dollars, she like to dickin' me later Got about ten racks sitting on my lap And I'm a sucker too, know you wanna talk back Don't be glowing, know you wanna sit back I'mma blow it all, make me wanna hear that She think I'm tight 'cause I'm yawnin' But I'mma drop these bags 'til the morning [Chorus: Timati & Poo Bear] We up in this bitch like throw it up Strippers getting bank like a hold up She like I know you got it, let me get it (Lеt me get it) She likе I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) The DJ got it cracking in the stripclub (DJ) I got the kind of money that are fold up (Fold up) She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) [Verse 2: Timati] Get on the mission She woke up with a vision Heart filled up with ambition She got to pay a tuition Buying it means necessary Make niggas pay for attention She like your time necessary If you ain't here 'bout that tippin' I'mma tell you like a stripper told me Cash rule everything around me Money changed everything about me Money changed everything around me She bust it open on the floor in a handstand Made me wanna link up like a Cuban [Chorus: Timati & Poo Bear] We up in this bitch like throw it up Strippers getting bank like a hold up She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) The DJ got it cracking in the stripclub (DJ) I got the kind of money that are fold up (Fold up) She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) [Bridge: Timati] You ain't working out Won't let you girl, see that girl Unless you bring her to the club with you She can happy spend them racks You ain't working out Won't let you girl, see that girl Unless you bring her to the club with you She can happy spend them racks [Chorus: Timati & Poo Bear] We up in this bitch like throw it up Strippers getting bank like a hold up She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) The DJ got it cracking in the stripclub (DJ) I got the kind of money that are fold up (Fold up) She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it) She like I know you got it, let me get it (Let me get it)