Текст песни Pick It Up - AWillThaGreat

See all this money on the floor, she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
Now If I throw her ass some more, then she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
She got me dropping all my hoes like she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
She make a move and hit the door, she gotta
Pick it up, pick it up

Do you got another shift that you picking up
Private dance feel it getting up getting up
Lemme see your cup, gotta fill it fill it up
She wanna give it up, can't get enough get enough
Cutie in the face, but she like it rough like it rough
And she so fine that I write it up write it up
For the right amount every time we finish up
Then hit the club with my niggas, yeah we club it up
She only read the signs if they got dollars on em
Every night she ride the pole like she got mileage on it
And I call her Mickie D's how she arch it on em
If I bring her round the dogs they start baking on it
I don't - gotta pay to be the man
Got the money bubbling
Only member in the band
Got the apple watch, gotta get the band golden then
Hope she got some change for hund-er-reds
Gave her two choices now she juggling
She don't love me, love the view from the seat
But can't see herself with another man, oh man
I don't want any problems tonight
But we can all blow if you wanna ignite

See all this money on the floor, she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
Now If I throw her ass some more, then she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
She got me dropping all my hoes like she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
She make a move and hit the door, she gotta
Pick it up, pick it up

I let you meet my crew, T SPRME and Dru
Camb can sing yo favorite song and Renz can count up all ya loot
And you see that Von is in the coupe, he be sliding through
Keep the intros short just like an interlude, I need you in the mood
I be - Sipping on the D'usse, got the rope chain hanging like a new slave
Swinging back and forth, greet the bracelet like I'm two chains
It's ya birthday then make it chirp like a two way
Tryna see you and best friend going three ways
I'm hit the wall like the deep ends on pool wave
Front back and a few ways, said she from Toronto
I could tell by the way she rocking blue jays
She don't love me
But she fuck with me more than the one that she meet
Got a trimmed goatee never had gold teeth
Got a prize in the pink that she hide when I seek
Know what I wanna see when the money's on me
When everybody gone leave, show me the technique
Show me why you getting praise, you ain't gotta keep it neat
From ya head to knees, now head to ya knees
Another metaphor girl, gotta keep it low key
She let me see it all when she take it off
She hit the business phone, after hour calls
But I'm with dcole no he don't talk at all
That's my brother against the world and we gone take it all

See all this money on the floor, she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
Now If I throw her ass some more, then she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
She got me dropping all my hoes like she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
She make a move and hit the door, she gotta
Pick it up, pick it up

See all this money on the floor, she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
Now If I throw her ass some more, then she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
She got me dropping all my hoes like she gone
Pick it up, pick it up
She make a move and hit the door

Then I make her hit the floor aye