Lyrics:

[Too $hort] Yeah baby you know whassup Tryin to get this money girl I'ma take you out to Las Vegas, put you to work Show you how to get this real money, youknowhatI'msayin? Chorus: {singers} repeat 2X I can't wait til next Friday (next Friday) That's when a brother gets paid (gets paid) I've got plenty to drink, plenty to smoke That's what I'm out here hustlin fo' [Too $hort] We all need to be strong, for the ones we love Cain't hesitate to help the next man up Pass the game like it's a hot potato Gotta do it now and not later You wanna say somethin, preach it If you know somethin, teach it Cause it makes no sense to keep it to yourself That's how you felt well you might feel better if you spread yo' wealth Let it trickle down.. cause yo' crumbs might be just enough for me to get some I'm tryin to come up, you know I'm comin but it's hard for a black man without a good woman If you find one it might be your last chance You ain't never gon' hold down a black man You need to choose me, get this money you can have me Ride in my Caddy, and call me daddy Chorus [Too $hort] You've got yo' momma, you know how that is A good mother's gon' do anything for her kids But you never kenw your father, he never bothered Your last boyfriend used to grab you by the collar for nothin, wasn't even tryin to get money Fine woman like you, I don't find the shit funny You need management, not an amateur pimp who don't know what to do, when the money ain't cool I'm a hustler, I always eat good Fat house in the hood, new shoe on my foot Things ain't been the same since he put you