[Chorus]

I tell ya how I get guap my way
On a fifty-thousand dollar Friday
I've prepared all week for this high pay
For this blast on the information super-highway

I tell ya how I holler my way
On a fifty-thousand dollar Friday
Time to test out the creatives that I've made
And see how creative I am at my trade

[Verse 1: ytcracker]

Let me tell you how I get guap my way
Cause there ain't a safe bet the way that I play
I play it reckless, leveraging processes to hilts
I feel guilty when I look at the speeds
I got them hot fresh leads double optin, copped them
From Ryan Kauffman off the regpaths dropped gems
Shopping my service around
Trying to find an affiliate network that will run this with me into the ground
I hear that Skype sound
Now I'm running all my progs like the triple crown
I got the horse dick down on the mound with my pitch
I'm the Billy Mays of the inboxed internet, bitch
Running through the weekend, so on Monday people go to work
Open up an email from another random jerk
Selling cheap antidepressants without a prescription first
I'm basically a nurse with a fifty-thousand dollar purse
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[Verse 2: hairetsu]

Let me tell you how I holler may way
Hairetsu is Japanese for an array
My program religiously - mayday
And it brings a lot of tithing up on payday
With a fresh newsletter and a fresh new header
The way I blast I promise that you can't do better
A little quick witted, all week I stick with it
Then that Friday comes along and I let the list get it
See the thing with us is the deal's been discussed
And I speak for everyone now, we won't show no disgust
See the marketing industry? Yeah I happen to know it
When the Monday comes around it's gonna happen to show it
So screw a watch, cause I'm only wearing a time piece
My business model's so attractive that it's a dime piece
Of course all the emails I got were opt-in
Just keep it noted that I'm just giving them options

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[Verse 3: ytcracker]

Let me show how I coast up on my i-case
Invisible as two thousand and twelve MySpace
And await my connect to feed me the submit
Then I be blasting through the filters yeah my pitch to the mitt
I'm Mitt... Romney, I made a living off my hobby
And yeah there's been a bunch of people who would rather rob me
But I treat them softly
Because fighting with a hater always ending awfully
I'd rather no distractions, only paper chasing actions
Keep my family in traction while I keep the money stacking
Let them know that I'm not acting
When I say that we created fifty thousand dollar Fridays
Got our bits and bytes and bodies and BOLO
Credits out the wazoo running all my YOLO
Servers at the colo, burning out the lights
Cause they blinking on and off so fast a seizure 'bout to strike
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[Verse 4: ytcracker]

In this game called the internet there's no shame
Order domains, in the servers under no name
Like Hank Hill with the propane
I gotta accessories to make the campaign hot like gold flames
Slanging berries like it's cocaine
And recycle my own messages like coke cans
There ain't no limit to the limits in my skyway
On a fifty-thousand dollar Friday