[Intro: ASAP You know this is a celebration bitches Grab a drink, a glass After that I grab ass
[Verse 1: Rocky] I hustle every day, you could check my resum Bad bitch, one kiss'll take your breath away I could bag girl in a broken down Chevrolet Swag through the and I ain't even gotta decorate I was 21 when I bought my mom a A guitar and a gift card at Costco's It's a winter when it's blowing past my goggles Penthouse, top floor, with the gargoyle down at Santos, Phantom suicide doors Paparazzi slide-shows, with the slide doors One night, five shows, two-seater, five Eyes closed, I can see them through the blindfolds Niggas better it if the business ain't the convo I'm all about my chicken you could call me Roscoe's If I wasn't spitting I'd be flipping waffles I God knows I coulda been a snot-nose
x2] Get money day (Every night we celebrate) Get money day (Every night we celebrate) Bitch I hustle every day (Every we celebrate) Every night we celebrate, Every night we
[Verse 2: ASAP Fuck is all the talk Fuck these niggas talking 'bout? Shit I know it cuz we the only thing to talk about I been down to ATL, I how they walk it out Cali Crip Walk it out, show 'em what New about What these niggas for? Fuck these niggas hating on? I'm what they for, I'm what they been waiting on Out there tryna take it slow but taking slow been long I'm on the paper trail until I get my paper long When I'm in the kitchen, me with my apron on And it's back to business, ASAP is where belong And we on the grind, until I get my paper long See your nigga's face every time you your cable on Mami why your leggings on, face down ass Tylenol and codeine got a nigga to pass out me on a grind and now a nigga 'bout to cash out Get money, hella cake, night we celebrate
When the boys roll, up on the block Still we hustle, cuz we run the I'll be on my grind, night dawg 'Til the coffin close, and my off
I hit 'em up, my name's Shakur Count my dividends, I'm allergic to I hit 'em up, my name's Shakur Stack my paper up, I'm the law
I hit 'em up