My Dear Delilah

All my bitches from the north
They gone strip like amber rose
Murder what she wrote
I got money on the floor, yeah
Toxic antidote, she a stripper on the low
She a bad girl from the west coast
And she knowing what I want
I got two hoes in the back
They same evil acrobats, yeah yeah
She keep blood in a glass, ooo yeah
Cuz she a devil in a dress
And I want your sex baby girl
What's your name
I might have to spit some game on you
Like girl, what's up on you
Yeah yeah what's up
You and yo bitches in the spot
And they coming through tonight
I got money for you, and I got
Money for them too, yeah
Make that money, yeah yeah yeah
(The cash goes up, yeah yeah)
Make that money, yeah yeah yeah
(The cash goes up, yeah yeah)
Make that money, spend a couple bands on you
(The cash goes up, yeah yeah)
Spend a couple bands, on you baby
(Cash, Cash)

You think you got mommy issues
Well behave for mommy, okay baby
Listen to mommy right now
Behave for me, para mami
Okay papi

All my bitches from the north
They gone strip like amber rose
Murder what she wrote
I got money on the floor, yeah
Toxic antidote, she a stripper on the low
She a bad girl from the west coast
And she knowing what I want
I got two hoes in the back
They same evil acrobats, yeah yeah
She keep blood in a glass, ooo yeah
Cuz she a devil in a dress
And I want your sex baby girl
What's your name
I might have to spit some game on you
Like girl, what's up on you
Yeah yeah what's up
You and yo bitches in the spot
And they coming through tonight
I got money for you, and I got
Money for them too, yeah
Make that money, yeah yeah yeah
(The cash goes up, yeah yeah)
Make that money, yeah yeah yeah
(The cash goes up, yeah yeah)
Make that money, spend a couple bands on you
(The cash goes up, yeah yeah)
Spend a couple bands, on you baby
(Cash, Cash)



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Writer(s): Artie Lindsay
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