Making Love to the Money
Soon as I snap my fingers that's gone get her naked
Fuck patron I sip on Henny this for penetration
These bitches basic leave em waiting since they try to play it
While they nigga sit at home I know how they play it
She tell me she love I don't let it faze me
I just fuck em and dump don't tie my shoelaces
But these bitches they shysty and I know it
Still can't put a cape on I ain't heroic
Fucking bad hoes in the trap watch me record it
Make em sign these waivers since they all for it
All this pape on me now I could get iced up
Shit I know the real reason why they like us
She just wanna lay up but I ain't in the league
Hit that overdrive ballin like MVP
Threw Milwaukee with the buck I ain't Giannas
And I can't trick up on these whores just to be honest
I ain't got no feelings for a thot she a nat nat
I Make love to the money where the racks at
She just wanna fuck on the kid put it on snap chat
Use to talk wanted yo space now you can have that
Making love to the money need a sex tape
Man I'm fucking the shit out this bitch
Making love to the money cause the sex great
Man I think I'm in love with this bitch
Play that broke role watch how she leave you
Stop giving this and that she don't need you
When you ain't have that bag how did she treat you
She was fucking other niggaz and just teasing you
Now yo pape right chain iced now she wanna fuck
Whore I am not a tablet I can't keep in touch
Gone and live life with dog it ain't nothing
I'm finger fucking the trigger and these hunnits
Wanted him and him now I'm up and you want me back
But I just want the pussy no feeling attached
Why would I risk it all just to fuck wit you
I rather chase a bag then get to comfortable
In my own lane hoes wanna lust cause I'm up nah
Yeah use to do me foul it's and one nah
Put a bitch out after I come nah
Cause nah I'm focused on counting all these funds out
I ain't got no feelings for a thot she a nat nat
I Make love to the money where the racks at
She just wanna fuck on the kid put it on snap chat
Use to talk wanted yo space now you can have that
Making love to the money need a sex tape
Man I'm fucking the shit out this bitch
Making love to the money cause the sex great
Man I think I'm in love with this bitch
What the fuck is the problem
You got me blowing yo phone up looking stupid and shit
You can't call me back you can't text back
And you got the nerve to be posting bitches
What type of bitch you think you playing with
Fuck patron I sip on Henny this for penetration
These bitches basic leave em waiting since they try to play it
While they nigga sit at home I know how they play it
She tell me she love I don't let it faze me
I just fuck em and dump don't tie my shoelaces
But these bitches they shysty and I know it
Still can't put a cape on I ain't heroic
Fucking bad hoes in the trap watch me record it
Make em sign these waivers since they all for it
All this pape on me now I could get iced up
Shit I know the real reason why they like us
She just wanna lay up but I ain't in the league
Hit that overdrive ballin like MVP
Threw Milwaukee with the buck I ain't Giannas
And I can't trick up on these whores just to be honest
I ain't got no feelings for a thot she a nat nat
I Make love to the money where the racks at
She just wanna fuck on the kid put it on snap chat
Use to talk wanted yo space now you can have that
Making love to the money need a sex tape
Man I'm fucking the shit out this bitch
Making love to the money cause the sex great
Man I think I'm in love with this bitch
Play that broke role watch how she leave you
Stop giving this and that she don't need you
When you ain't have that bag how did she treat you
She was fucking other niggaz and just teasing you
Now yo pape right chain iced now she wanna fuck
Whore I am not a tablet I can't keep in touch
Gone and live life with dog it ain't nothing
I'm finger fucking the trigger and these hunnits
Wanted him and him now I'm up and you want me back
But I just want the pussy no feeling attached
Why would I risk it all just to fuck wit you
I rather chase a bag then get to comfortable
In my own lane hoes wanna lust cause I'm up nah
Yeah use to do me foul it's and one nah
Put a bitch out after I come nah
Cause nah I'm focused on counting all these funds out
I ain't got no feelings for a thot she a nat nat
I Make love to the money where the racks at
She just wanna fuck on the kid put it on snap chat
Use to talk wanted yo space now you can have that
Making love to the money need a sex tape
Man I'm fucking the shit out this bitch
Making love to the money cause the sex great
Man I think I'm in love with this bitch
What the fuck is the problem
You got me blowing yo phone up looking stupid and shit
You can't call me back you can't text back
And you got the nerve to be posting bitches
What type of bitch you think you playing with
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