Smell Like Money
North Carolina
It's TaTa bitch
Yea
(Look)
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin' 'cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
Walk in this bitch like I own the place
Don't talk to me, fuck out the way
I know I sound a Lil' cliche
If you ain't talkin' money
Get the fuck out my face (well duh)
Anyway
Cause I been countin' money all day
Now I'm blue in the face
And I smell like the winner of a race
And you can ask your nigga how it taste
Cause I was countin' money
Sittin' on your nigga's face
Anyways, I fuck it up
These bitches real tight
Tell 'em suck it up
Can't swallow so you choke ass bitch
Lookin' like you charge 40
For your throat ass bitch (eww)
And I got a new watch, new shoes
New fit, new car
New place, new nigga
New chick
And everyday is a new day
And a new way to go get it
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin' 'cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin
Cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
Walk in this bitch I am the scene
So when you see me don't intervene
Don't come around flexin' on me
Iont' sell pussy but the pussy ain't cheap
You on the gram you be stuntin
Laughing to the bank at you, you funny
And I heard you owe your quote on quote
Old hoes money
Anyways
You broke as fuck
Lookin like, quackin like a duck
If I'm broke then I broke a leg
And that shit, it was just for luck
Now I'm lookin up and I'm looking paíd
Fresh as fuck and my edges laid
It's sunny over here bitch
In my designer shades
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin' 'cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin' 'cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
It's TaTa bitch
Yea
(Look)
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin' 'cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
Walk in this bitch like I own the place
Don't talk to me, fuck out the way
I know I sound a Lil' cliche
If you ain't talkin' money
Get the fuck out my face (well duh)
Anyway
Cause I been countin' money all day
Now I'm blue in the face
And I smell like the winner of a race
And you can ask your nigga how it taste
Cause I was countin' money
Sittin' on your nigga's face
Anyways, I fuck it up
These bitches real tight
Tell 'em suck it up
Can't swallow so you choke ass bitch
Lookin' like you charge 40
For your throat ass bitch (eww)
And I got a new watch, new shoes
New fit, new car
New place, new nigga
New chick
And everyday is a new day
And a new way to go get it
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin' 'cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin
Cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
Walk in this bitch I am the scene
So when you see me don't intervene
Don't come around flexin' on me
Iont' sell pussy but the pussy ain't cheap
You on the gram you be stuntin
Laughing to the bank at you, you funny
And I heard you owe your quote on quote
Old hoes money
Anyways
You broke as fuck
Lookin like, quackin like a duck
If I'm broke then I broke a leg
And that shit, it was just for luck
Now I'm lookin up and I'm looking paíd
Fresh as fuck and my edges laid
It's sunny over here bitch
In my designer shades
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin' 'cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
I look like money, smell it too
Then there's you
Bitch hachew
Gucci down from head to shoes
Ask what I'm wearin' 'cause you been starin'
Look at me, then look at you
I'm these walking bitches flu
I intimidate these hoes
Just tell these hoes to fuckin' sue me
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Writer(s): D. Lee, Latasha Hicks
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