Carey the Money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Somebody tell me why these hoes acting so funny
Fuckin' up my vibe, get away from me
You fuckin' up my fly, bitch you so bummy
Better sit down
Haters mad cause I'm on the grind like I'm making love
I got these niggas tighter than a motherfuckin' glove
For that Snow White, you know we charging like Dodge
From a wrong gesture, you gettin' parked like a garage
Candy crush diamonds looking like a fuckin' collage
Check my grill, now you know that my talk ain't cheap
I hit the store more times than there is days in a week
I'm chasing nothing but Mills, but now they calling me Meek
Getting money is the fucking motive
Everybody getting money really fucking know this
If it ain't about the fucking money, nigga know this
Ain't got time to be chatting in case you didn't notice
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
He said baby what's your sign? I said dollar sign
He say he likes the way I dress, he wanna match my fly
I told him, you couldn't do it even if you tried
He said why, I said cause I'm one of a kind
But you know me, I stay on my grind
In rain, sleet, snow, day or night
Type of girl you fall in love with at first sight
Then rob you for your cash, and vanish into the night
I mean
It was nice, while it lasted
The way I flick my tongue, I can tell that you like it nasty
Fuck out of here, bad bitch, but I keep it classy
You got a long way to go, just ask Cassie
Silly rabbit, tricks are for kids
Act up, you'll get dropped like a bad habit
In my chain, is nothing but them fucking karats
Blunt gold like Balenciagas, on deck, we got the shottas
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Somebody tell me why these hoes acting so funny
Fuckin' up my vibe, get away from me
You fuckin' up my fly, bitch you so bummy
Better sit down
Haters mad cause I'm on the grind like I'm making love
I got these niggas tighter than a motherfuckin' glove
For that Snow White, you know we charging like Dodge
From a wrong gesture, you gettin' parked like a garage
Candy crush diamonds looking like a fuckin' collage
Check my grill, now you know that my talk ain't cheap
I hit the store more times than there is days in a week
I'm chasing nothing but Mills, but now they calling me Meek
Getting money is the fucking motive
Everybody getting money really fucking know this
If it ain't about the fucking money, nigga know this
Ain't got time to be chatting in case you didn't notice
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
He said baby what's your sign? I said dollar sign
He say he likes the way I dress, he wanna match my fly
I told him, you couldn't do it even if you tried
He said why, I said cause I'm one of a kind
But you know me, I stay on my grind
In rain, sleet, snow, day or night
Type of girl you fall in love with at first sight
Then rob you for your cash, and vanish into the night
I mean
It was nice, while it lasted
The way I flick my tongue, I can tell that you like it nasty
Fuck out of here, bad bitch, but I keep it classy
You got a long way to go, just ask Cassie
Silly rabbit, tricks are for kids
Act up, you'll get dropped like a bad habit
In my chain, is nothing but them fucking karats
Blunt gold like Balenciagas, on deck, we got the shottas
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, carry, carry, carry
Carry it, I carry the money
Word to Mariah, I carry the money
Credits
Writer(s): Carla Williams
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