For Da Money (Radio Edit)

Bea-bea-beats by Fury (what)

I got a team of bad chicks and they nasty
Love to take d-, talk "shhh" but they classy
Hair and nails done dat's da fashion
If you wanna "ah" betta have dat money flashin
Pull up in a Wraith, high speed no crashin
Smoke a whole blunt, get ya own I ain't passin
Big bank "shhh" we just doin this for fun
Big booty b- taste like Bubblicious Gum, ugh
Yeah, I said it and I meant it who gon check me
Got 'em all mad 'cause this music finna bless me
I don't want the fame, I just want them blue faces
Cop me some J's black and white both races
You can't show a stack, you should keep ya mouth shut
B- you dirty, and you whack I consider you a mutt
I ain't ever seen you make a purchase since I met you
Wanna talk "shhh" but you broke so what dat mouth do

This goes out to all my bad (all my bad)
Get up on ya feet, rock dat goofy out his britches
Make dat booty bounce, ooh it's so delicious
Get ya bread up save all of yo riches
Twerk, twerk for da money
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk for da money
Now twerk, twerk, twerk for da money
Get ya bag up, lil' mama, don't be twerking for free

Yeah, it's fat but my pockets is too
I can spend a check, what about you?
On God I'm a beast I deserve dis "shhh"
Throw salt in the game, watch me curve dat "shhh"
Earrings cost more than ya monthly rent
People pray for me to win 'cause I'm heavenly sent
If you hatin that's a sin, you should prolly repent
Thinking Glam ain't gone make it yeah you got me bent
What's a fraud, and they friends y'all, all real mad
Unhappy with ya life y'all, all real sad
Be a cold day in Hell, foe you stop my grind
If it ain't about the coins, I ain't got no time
I'm talking so much bread, I can hardly keep up
Never listen to a hater, I'm a boss what the what
200k in 3 months that a real good quarter
Tryna make a couple mill', betta hide your daughter

This goes out to all my bad (all my bad)
Get up on ya feet, rock dat goofy out his britches
Make dat booty bounce, ooh it's so delicious
Get ya bread up save all of yo riches
Twerk, twerk for da money
Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk for da money
Now twerk, twerk, twerk for da money
Get ya bag up, lil' mama, don't be twerking for free

Grab ya toes pop that thang in the air
Oh God if you "ugh", make that meat disappear
Make dat goofy throw his bread like it's hot in his hands
Make that big booty bounce if you wanna see bands
(Now go left cheek) bounce dat big ol booty bounce it
(Go right cheek) bounce that big ol' booty bounce it
(Go right cheek) bounce that booty big ol' booty
(Go right cheek) bounce that booty big ol' booty, ah