Tomorrow

[Verse 1: Jay Worthy] Ge-ge-get money, stack it up (Stack it up) Come on lil' momma won't you back it up (Back it up) Pussy ass nigga why you actin' tough (Back it up) You don't really want it with a gang of bloods Gone off the juice yeah D'usse (Do say) Hit the club 50 deep it's a movie (Movie) One phone flip the top like a toupe (Toupe) Get money get paper like a loose lay (Loose lay) Black top with the stars its a new Wraith Going up in the club on a Tuesday (Tuesday) Let the bitch on the blade if she choose it (Choose it) 5K that's the fee if she choose me (Choose me) Know my pimpin' old school like a two way (Two way) She fuck Cardo and G she a groupie (Ok now) But she the finest little bitch that ever seen (Ok Now) Cartier frames AP when I hit the scene [Chorus] Don't put me off till tomorrow for what we can do today Don't put me off till tomorrow tell me that you want to stay [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] White body black top this a new coupe Silly groupie, take the pee pee in her poop-chute Bentley red leather hit it with the whoop woo Freddie came pulled up in a foreign on a hula hoop ? Niggas act familiar like they knew the crew I can never hit her I dismiss her if she do the coup I been crippin bitches get the digits that's the usual Freddie came pulled up in a foreign on the hula hoops And the Chevy got it chrome kitted 50 karats VVS a nigga cold with it I've been whippin' in the kitchen with my own chicken Baking soda got my phone lit [Chorus] Don't put me off till tomorrow for what we can do today Don't put me off till tomorrow tell me that you want to stay