Bag Full of Money

She wants to be dazzled by diamonds, a dame dipped in gold
Behold, this bonnie right beside me straight up cold
Who knows, if she be loving me or what I hold
Inside my hand, right here we stand another story to unfold
Another glorious hello to this whole squadron of po-po
I'm sorry little piggies but the two of us must roll
So we'd appreciate some room or get the boom straight to the tomb
Cause we don't mess around with all this silly gloom and freakin doom

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
She loves me like a million dollars
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
She loves me like a million dollars
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

I'll be your big daddy, roll up in the caddy
One hand on my thigh while the other rolls a fatty
She's sweet as sin in Cincinnati while my kitty getting catty
Ima saddle up and ride into the valley
Sadly, today is not your day I gotta say
My pretty prison vixen is addicted to this luxury
She got an appetite for dynamite and all the finer kinds of life
Designer minded, diamond finding, lovely lady love me like

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
She loves me like a million dollars
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
She loves me like a million dollars
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

Back on the run with a bag full of money and a gun
Why son you never had to be so high strung
Young one
Staring down a batallion tryna front
Like you're down with Mt. Zion
If you wanna rock like a murderer
You keep frontin' ain't nobody ever heard of ya
We'll cut you down by the brick like a third of ya
It's absurd of ya
Little Stranger gonna bring it to you now like

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la