Ruthless

Bitch, better give me my money
Bitch, better give me my money
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm
Craze!

I dey see all things, and the cars, and the catch
Yes, I dey see
Louis, Fendi, Gucci, Prada
Balenciaga, she like Bottega

She dey do it for the gram, glam for the gram
Kill for the gram, anything for the gram
You're chopping life, you're chopping life
You're living large, you're living large

Soon them go know the truth
'Cause I dey come for you
Abi you say you be don
Them go know who is who

Bitch, better give me my money
Bitch, better give me my money (bitch)
Bitch, better give me my money, bitch
Bitch, better give me my money (bitch)

Oya, give me my money
Oya, give me my money
Oya, give me my money
Better give me my money

Why you wanna play with fire?
Do you know you dey play with fire?
Don't never try to run now
'Cause I'm gonna catch you right now (ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah)

You better cut your own coat (I go kill somebody)
For your own size (that I don't know Versace)
You should know how gangsters, we roll (I go kill somebody)

Do you want see my dark side, Diana?
I'm a real bad girl wey from Ghana
I go fuck you up like Montana
Wobɛte kpo, wobɛte kpe (prrr, kpaa)

Bitch, better give me my money
Bitch, better give me my money (bitch)
Bitch, better give me my money, bitch
Bitch, better give me my money (bitch)

Oya, give me my money
Oya, give me my money
Oya, give me my money
Better give me my money



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Asare Bediako, Wendy Shay, Ricky Agyeman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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