Biografía:
Wasalu Muhammad Jaco, (*16 de febrero de 1982) más conocido por su nombre artístico Lupe Fiasco, es un rapero estadounidense y ganador del premio Grammy, con 2 álbumes en el mercado.
Wasalu nació y se crió en la ciudad de Chicago, siendo el quinto de 9 hermanos, y estudió en la Thornton Township High School de Illinois, donde comenzó a escuchar rap y a interesarse por el hip hop. Su apodo Lupe Fiasco viene de una extensión de su anterior apodo Lu (a Lupe) tomándolo prestado a un antiguo compañero de clase
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Otras canciones:
- Solar Midnite
- Superstar
- The Show Goes On
- And He Gets The Girl
- Ankhher
- Battle Scars
- Beautiful Lasers
- City Of The Year
- Daydreamin
- Dopamine
- Free Chilly
- Gold Watch
- Im Beaming
- Its Not Design
- Kills
- Kneelin On Needles
- Never Forget You
- Ngl
- Old School Love
- Pick Up The Phone
- Till I Get There
- Tranquillo
- Words I Never Said
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Ty Dolla loops
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round we go
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round she go
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill
C#m D#m
We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill (get your money out niggas)
C#m D#m
Money to burn in the atmoshphere
G#m
I'ma turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
G#m
I turn it up, you burn 'em up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Murderer, murderer
G#m
I want you to stay
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
G#m
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
C#m D#m
187, make that mothafucka pop
I need you to stay
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
G#m
5, 10, 20s, I'ma throw it
C#m D#m
Work your way up to them big face hunnids
G#m
These other hoes been workin' all week
C#m D#m
You gettin' more than that just off me, yeah, yeah, yeah
G#m
We both work hard for this money
C#m D#m
I see you goin' hard for me
G#m
It ain't no thing, you can take it off
C#m D#m
If I keep on drinkin', I'ma lose it all
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol.
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round we go
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round she go
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill
C#m D#m
We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill (get your money out niggas)
C#m D#m
Money to burn in the atmosphere
G#m
I'ma turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
G#m
I turn it up, you burn 'em up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Murderer, murderer
G#m
I want you to stay
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
187, make that mothafucka pop
I need you to stay
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
My nigga, if these poles could talk
C#m D#m
If the stage grew another pole, got up and walked
G#m
Gotta kill these dollars, it can't be an assault
C#m D#m
Need your real love, mama, you can't be in my thoughts
G#m
Oh no, I knew a ten down in Houston
C#m D#m
So I wonder if you can do it slow-mo
G#m
Then speed it up, heat it up, drop it down, beat it up
C#m D#m
Take it off, make it talk, shake it all, make it fall
ATL, ATM, mama love to take it all
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol.
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round we go
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round she go
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill
C#m D#m
We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill (get your money out niggas)
C#m D#m
Money to burn in the atmosphere
G#m
I'ma turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
G#m
I turn it up, you burn 'em up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Murderer, murderer
G#m
I want you to stay
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
187, make that mothafucka pop
I need you to stay
[Verse 3: Victoria Monet]
G#m
Just another Saturday night
C#m D#m
Showtime, I deserve these lights
G#m
'Cause I work hard for what I get
C#m D#m
Just so I can give my ten percent
G#m
You better pay up, pay up or get out
C#m D#m
I'm not into how you get down
G#m
Hope you love me in the moment, but I know where I'm goin'
C#m D#m
And I'm just tryna get through this...
[Chorus: Victoria Monet & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
...Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
You're like satellites for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round you go
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
You're like satellites for strippers
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round I go
G#m
I need dollar bills to kill
C#m D#m
We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is
G#m
You better have dollar bills to kill (get your money out niggas)
C#m D#m
Money to burn in my atmosphere
G#m
So I'ma turn it up, burn it up, hey
C#m D#m
Turn it up, burn it up, hey
G#m
Turn it up, burn 'em up, hey
C#m D#m
I'm a murderer, murderer
G#m
You want me to stay
C#m D#m
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
G#M
You want me to stay
187, make that mothafucka pop
I want you to stay
[Interlude: Victoria Monet, Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
Man girl I made a killin' off these drunk ass niggas tonight
C#m D#m
Ayy bruh that shit was goin' up, man
G#m
But they ain't had my pole clean today, I'm sick of this shit
C#m D#m
This bitch spilled her mothafuckin' drink on my goddamn shoes
G#m
You dirtier than a mothafucka, dawg
C#m D#m
Next time they better have my shit clean
G#m
'Cause I can't go up in this strip club
C#m D#m
Ayy it's cool though (you already know)
G#m
I'll get some new ones tomorrow, fuck it
C#m D#m
You know the other spot poppin'? (yeah)
G#m
No more doin' that shit and tryna go to church in the morning
C#m D#m
Let's go to the other spot
[Outro: Lupe Fiasco & Victoria Monet]
G#m
Now it's Sunday mornin' for sinners
C#m D#m
Preacher's daughter, holy water
G#m
Be reborn, beginner
C#m D#m
'Round and 'round we know
G#m
It's like dollar bills to save
C#m D#m
Make it rain on that collection plate
G#m
Need a dollar bill to save
C#m D#m
Make it rain on that collection plate
G#m
And your dollar bills can save
C#m D#m
Make it rain on that collection plate
G#m
You made it clap, now take it back (pray)
C#m D#m
You made it clap, now take it back (pray)
G#m
You made it clap, now take it back (pray)
C#m D#m
You made it clap, now take it back (whoo)
G#m
Watch it all wash away (hmm)
C#m D#m
Watch it all wash away (yeah, pray)
G#m
Watch it all wash away
Ty Dolla loops
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round we go
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round she go
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill
C#m D#m
We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill (get your money out niggas)
C#m D#m
Money to burn in the atmoshphere
G#m
I'ma turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
G#m
I turn it up, you burn 'em up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Murderer, murderer
G#m
I want you to stay
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
G#m
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
C#m D#m
187, make that mothafucka pop
I need you to stay
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
G#m
5, 10, 20s, I'ma throw it
C#m D#m
Work your way up to them big face hunnids
G#m
These other hoes been workin' all week
C#m D#m
You gettin' more than that just off me, yeah, yeah, yeah
G#m
We both work hard for this money
C#m D#m
I see you goin' hard for me
G#m
It ain't no thing, you can take it off
C#m D#m
If I keep on drinkin', I'ma lose it all
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol.
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round we go
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round she go
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill
C#m D#m
We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill (get your money out niggas)
C#m D#m
Money to burn in the atmosphere
G#m
I'ma turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
G#m
I turn it up, you burn 'em up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Murderer, murderer
G#m
I want you to stay
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
187, make that mothafucka pop
I need you to stay
[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
My nigga, if these poles could talk
C#m D#m
If the stage grew another pole, got up and walked
G#m
Gotta kill these dollars, it can't be an assault
C#m D#m
Need your real love, mama, you can't be in my thoughts
G#m
Oh no, I knew a ten down in Houston
C#m D#m
So I wonder if you can do it slow-mo
G#m
Then speed it up, heat it up, drop it down, beat it up
C#m D#m
Take it off, make it talk, shake it all, make it fall
ATL, ATM, mama love to take it all
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol.
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round we go
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
We're like satellites for strippers
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round she go
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill
C#m D#m
We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is
G#m
We got dollar bills to kill (get your money out niggas)
C#m D#m
Money to burn in the atmosphere
G#m
I'ma turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Turn it up, you burn it up (ayy)
G#m
I turn it up, you burn 'em up (ayy)
C#m D#m
Murderer, murderer
G#m
I want you to stay
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
I want you to stay, I'm a dollar bill killa
187, make that mothafucka pop
I need you to stay
[Verse 3: Victoria Monet]
G#m
Just another Saturday night
C#m D#m
Showtime, I deserve these lights
G#m
'Cause I work hard for what I get
C#m D#m
Just so I can give my ten percent
G#m
You better pay up, pay up or get out
C#m D#m
I'm not into how you get down
G#m
Hope you love me in the moment, but I know where I'm goin'
C#m D#m
And I'm just tryna get through this...
[Chorus: Victoria Monet & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
...Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
You're like satellites for strippers
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round you go
G#m
Saturday night for niggas
C#m D#m
Astronauts and alcohol
G#m
You're like satellites for strippers
C#m D#m
Runnin' 'round and 'round I go
G#m
I need dollar bills to kill
C#m D#m
We comin' to the stage next, you know who this is
G#m
You better have dollar bills to kill (get your money out niggas)
C#m D#m
Money to burn in my atmosphere
G#m
So I'ma turn it up, burn it up, hey
C#m D#m
Turn it up, burn it up, hey
G#m
Turn it up, burn 'em up, hey
C#m D#m
I'm a murderer, murderer
G#m
You want me to stay
C#m D#m
I'm talkin' 187, make that mothafucka pop
G#M
You want me to stay
187, make that mothafucka pop
I want you to stay
[Interlude: Victoria Monet, Ty Dolla $ign & Lupe Fiasco]
G#m
Man girl I made a killin' off these drunk ass niggas tonight
C#m D#m
Ayy bruh that shit was goin' up, man
G#m
But they ain't had my pole clean today, I'm sick of this shit
C#m D#m
This bitch spilled her mothafuckin' drink on my goddamn shoes
G#m
You dirtier than a mothafucka, dawg
C#m D#m
Next time they better have my shit clean
G#m
'Cause I can't go up in this strip club
C#m D#m
Ayy it's cool though (you already know)
G#m
I'll get some new ones tomorrow, fuck it
C#m D#m
You know the other spot poppin'? (yeah)
G#m
No more doin' that shit and tryna go to church in the morning
C#m D#m
Let's go to the other spot
[Outro: Lupe Fiasco & Victoria Monet]
G#m
Now it's Sunday mornin' for sinners
C#m D#m
Preacher's daughter, holy water
G#m
Be reborn, beginner
C#m D#m
'Round and 'round we know
G#m
It's like dollar bills to save
C#m D#m
Make it rain on that collection plate
G#m
Need a dollar bill to save
C#m D#m
Make it rain on that collection plate
G#m
And your dollar bills can save
C#m D#m
Make it rain on that collection plate
G#m
You made it clap, now take it back (pray)
C#m D#m
You made it clap, now take it back (pray)
G#m
You made it clap, now take it back (pray)
C#m D#m
You made it clap, now take it back (whoo)
G#m
Watch it all wash away (hmm)
C#m D#m
Watch it all wash away (yeah, pray)
G#m
Watch it all wash away
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