Bring Me My Money
Tell them to bring me my paper my bread
I need it in cash ain't taking no venmo
When I pull up these bitches be ready to leave like I was just shopping at petco
Tap her on the shoulder bae let's go
She comin with me that's a bet tho
They biting my style they do what can but they never a threat to a mack tho
Niggas just talk it I really go do it
She think she in love I ain't fucking with cupid
Brain was so fire but shorty was stupid
You still wearing Champion
Nigga you foolish
What's your zodiac
I'm a cash sign
I can't live without you
You gone flatline
You're an asshole
Baby that's fine, I got other bitches for the past time
Yeah, and I'm selfish
When I said I want paper I meant it
Tell them bring me my money they sent it
You can't ask for it back i done spent it
Tory Burch to Louis V she glowed up
So what
Ask her on a date and I ain't show up
Why you always crying baby grow up
Bitch it's a dub for a play
Hit a lick let him think that he straight
Run it back until we take it away
Fill it up like we at a buffet
Diamonds Dancing
Bitch you not bad you okay
I got niggas that kill for some pay
Catch a body then move outta state
He ain't move out the way
So we move in today
Pushing the bar like we moving some weight
She thought these was some ray bans but these cartier
She giving me face
I was feeling good but now I'm feeling great
Love me some cake
All of them bitches I'm ducking I hide behind camo my nigga I call this shit bape
Can't call this shit fake
They calling me drizzy cause I keep a drake
Drake, drake, drake, drake
Was in the acura goin to school
Them bitches was sleeping and hitting the snooze
Now i'm goin crazy i'm acting a fool
So many bitches don't know who to choose
Always in favor like I do not lose
You is not staying don't get it confused
I'm just playin the game babe I go by the rules
Bring me my
Bring me my
Tell them to bring me my money
Bitch
When I shop at Lenox I walk through the back so you better not play with me
I keep a Glock a chop wit a mop and a stick my nigga I stay with the k on me
Ain't a damn thing a nigga can take from me
Nut on her face tell her maybe it's maybalene
What's in my cup it's faygo or sprite baby just know that's made with lean
Please do not play with me
Bring me my money I shouldn't even have to say that
All this gas in this wood but you can fit in you know I don't play that
I got this big 40 with the red beam and it's aimed at your wave cap
So many whips I'm trying bring slaves back they like trill why would you say that
I just be hanging with shooters
My diamonds is dancing galore
I got a stick and it came with a sword
I sent all my ops to the morgue and the lord
I drink my ops with a seal,
Crack it and pour it
Purple oozing out my poors
Stealing that work like I'm stealing chores
Stay with the hammer like thor
Fmj bullets they knock out his core
He got a vest well he should've wore it
Do he got a warrant?
Oh he trespassing?
These hollow tips will send him soaring
Try to live my life right but it's boring
So I bought me a new foreign
Not talking a car I'm talking a taurus
He talkin a taurus
She saying you boring
Don't worry
I'll have her back home by the morning
I need me my money in 100's and 20's
That bitch was a dub so she ain't get shit from me
Cash
I need it fast
Like a thick bitch
I need it bad
Go spend a rack
Go make it back
Bring me my money I'll make it last
I need it in cash ain't taking no venmo
When I pull up these bitches be ready to leave like I was just shopping at petco
Tap her on the shoulder bae let's go
She comin with me that's a bet tho
They biting my style they do what can but they never a threat to a mack tho
Niggas just talk it I really go do it
She think she in love I ain't fucking with cupid
Brain was so fire but shorty was stupid
You still wearing Champion
Nigga you foolish
What's your zodiac
I'm a cash sign
I can't live without you
You gone flatline
You're an asshole
Baby that's fine, I got other bitches for the past time
Yeah, and I'm selfish
When I said I want paper I meant it
Tell them bring me my money they sent it
You can't ask for it back i done spent it
Tory Burch to Louis V she glowed up
So what
Ask her on a date and I ain't show up
Why you always crying baby grow up
Bitch it's a dub for a play
Hit a lick let him think that he straight
Run it back until we take it away
Fill it up like we at a buffet
Diamonds Dancing
Bitch you not bad you okay
I got niggas that kill for some pay
Catch a body then move outta state
He ain't move out the way
So we move in today
Pushing the bar like we moving some weight
She thought these was some ray bans but these cartier
She giving me face
I was feeling good but now I'm feeling great
Love me some cake
All of them bitches I'm ducking I hide behind camo my nigga I call this shit bape
Can't call this shit fake
They calling me drizzy cause I keep a drake
Drake, drake, drake, drake
Was in the acura goin to school
Them bitches was sleeping and hitting the snooze
Now i'm goin crazy i'm acting a fool
So many bitches don't know who to choose
Always in favor like I do not lose
You is not staying don't get it confused
I'm just playin the game babe I go by the rules
Bring me my
Bring me my
Tell them to bring me my money
Bitch
When I shop at Lenox I walk through the back so you better not play with me
I keep a Glock a chop wit a mop and a stick my nigga I stay with the k on me
Ain't a damn thing a nigga can take from me
Nut on her face tell her maybe it's maybalene
What's in my cup it's faygo or sprite baby just know that's made with lean
Please do not play with me
Bring me my money I shouldn't even have to say that
All this gas in this wood but you can fit in you know I don't play that
I got this big 40 with the red beam and it's aimed at your wave cap
So many whips I'm trying bring slaves back they like trill why would you say that
I just be hanging with shooters
My diamonds is dancing galore
I got a stick and it came with a sword
I sent all my ops to the morgue and the lord
I drink my ops with a seal,
Crack it and pour it
Purple oozing out my poors
Stealing that work like I'm stealing chores
Stay with the hammer like thor
Fmj bullets they knock out his core
He got a vest well he should've wore it
Do he got a warrant?
Oh he trespassing?
These hollow tips will send him soaring
Try to live my life right but it's boring
So I bought me a new foreign
Not talking a car I'm talking a taurus
He talkin a taurus
She saying you boring
Don't worry
I'll have her back home by the morning
I need me my money in 100's and 20's
That bitch was a dub so she ain't get shit from me
Cash
I need it fast
Like a thick bitch
I need it bad
Go spend a rack
Go make it back
Bring me my money I'll make it last
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Writer(s): Willie Mabry
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