Faster ft. Cassie Chantel Lyrics

Uh, that's it

Yeah, yeah

Bitch

Tribe, tribe, tribe

Faster

Run it up, run it up, faster

Huh, faster

Hold on

Run it up, run it up, faster

Hold on

Hold on

Faster

Run it up, run it up, faster

I want that money like NASCAR

I want that green like a Packer

She from Atlanta

I thrash her

She a no name she a Jane doe

She want me to fuck with my chain on

Off a perc she litty

She nasty

No applause, but she clapping them asscheeks

I want that money faster

Faster

I want your ass to move faster

Faster

I get it

I count it up faster

You got to keep up

I move a little faster

Faster

I want that money faster

Faster

I want your ass to move faster

Faster

I get it

I count it up faster

Faster

You got to keep up

I move a little faster

Faster

I told that little head to move faster

She calling me bro

I think I'm a bastard

Then she bend that thing over

Beat it

Whoop her like pastor

Go to work

Had to get my cash up

Get it

Young nigga got his check up

Only up can't mess up

She spit it out and clean the mess up

Yeah

All I know is fast and faster

Bitch, this ain't no race

But you know I drag her

She said she on the rag

Huh

I ain't scared

Don't see no colors in the dark

But my eyes red

Spaghetti

I want that money faster

Faster

I want your ass to move faster

Faster

I get it

I count it up fast

Count

You got to keep up

I move a little faster

Faster

I want that money faster

Faster

I want your ass to move faster

Faster

I get it

I count it up faster

You got to keep up

I move a little faster

Yeah

She move a little faster

Now she got a dollar like Rascal's

Dollar

I power snap like a wrestler

I turn that little kitty to vessels

I turn that little kitty to addicts

We at her sis house

I fuck on her pallets

Say that's your bitch

Well, I like a little challenge

Right leg up

I need a little balance

I'm a pretty nigga with my hat on

You a pretty bitch with the lights off

I just had to come and put my Mac on

Girl, turn around and put that Mac on me

Right leg up

Auntie on frontal

Run up

And

Get done up

Roll up the gas and don't

Front up

Move them lips

Don't run them

I want that money faster

Faster

I want your ass to move faster

Faster

I get it

I count it up faster

You got to keep up

I move a little faster

Faster

I want that money faster

Faster

I want your ass to move faster

Faster

I get it

I count it up faster

Faster

You got to keep up

I move a little faster