Deante' Hitchcock - BETTER

Gimmie Yo Money

I don't wanna hear no more love songs
You got something I can dance to?

I ain't fucking wit' em if his money ain't long
If his paper ain't strong
Got two or three phones
Got my own money but I don't be spending my own
Got my own money but I don't be spending my own

Yeah you got some paper, but what this gon' be?
I don't care about your money 'less you spend it on me
Got a big boy bag rolling out, we gon' see
Put that motherfucking money in my hand

I ain't fucking wit' em if his money ain't long
If his paper ain't strong
Got two or three phones
Got my own money but I don't be spending my own
Got my own money but I don't be spending my own
I just wanna shake my ass and spend your money
I wanna shake my ass and spend your money
I just shake my ass and spend your money
I wanna shake my ass and spend your money

Her pussy burn, they won't even let her through TSH
She got her own bread but she rather make one 'these niggas pay
Serious, shout out hustling's in her DNA
So what you tryna spend, nigga, let me see some cake
She go to spend some, shawty be in the city
Real sedated, pretty, with the paw print tat's on her titty
Trickin' niggas out they dough, if you got it, she finna get it
You got it, she finna have it
You got it, I'm finna spend it
She taking yours, but hustle harder than niggas two jobs
Miss independent, puts to work six figures
She got her own house (what else), she got her own car (I do)
She got her own money but
But I'd rather spend yours, nigga

I ain't fucking wit' em if his money ain't long
If his paper ain't strong
Got two or three phones
Got my own money but I don't be spending my own
Got my own money but I don't be spending my own
I just wanna shake my ass and spend your money
I wanna shake my ass and spend your money
I just shake my ass and spend your money
I wanna shake my ass and spend your money

Okay now if you wanna chill and
spend some time wit' her (gimme yo money)
She only goin' if you buyin' nigga (gimme, gimme yo money)
If you a hustler or a stock broker (gimme yo money)
If you wanna feel the super soaker (nigga, gimme yo money)
Man, to keep it real,
I'm trynna chill wit' you (nigga, gimme yo money)
Not the type to try and split the
bill wit' you (gimme, gimme yo money)
Oh my God, eh, this nigga really don't get it
Like I will take everything you got
And you still ain't gettin' this pussy

I ain't fucking wit' em if his money ain't long
If his paper ain't strong
Got two or three phones
Got my own money but I don't be spending my own
Got my own money but I don't be spending my own
I just wanna shake my ass and spend your money
I wanna shake my ass and spend your money
I wanna shake my ass and spend your money
I wanna shake my ass and spend your money

Gimme yo motherfuckin' money, bitch

Credits
Writer(s): Tate Sequoya Farris, Blair Hicks, Clifford J. Harris, Kawn K. Prather, Deante Hitchcock, Aldrin Davis, Brandon Phillips-taylor
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