Rob Him

Pop pop pop cha Ching cha Ching
Take all his money and his ba bling ba bling

It's a stick up stick up boy tell me what's ya name
Don't you slip up slip up girl
look him in the eye tell him it's you

Boy you're the one I want
You're the one I need here with the lights out

But Don't you tell "em tell 'em
Whatchu really trying to do
What he sellin sellin
Trynna take his revenue it's
All for me

Boy I like you a lot
Got me feelin like
I hit the jackpot

So I hopped in his car and this is what I see
A big fat wallet just staring at me
I'm jotting down the numbers jotting down the CVV
Boy the money in ya pocket tell me you da man for me

When you're pretty and sadity girl you don't need job
Reach into his bag and rob him
Go and Tell him whatcha want
Put my money on top
Boy a couple Hunnid not enough for me

And all my girls say.

When you're pretty and sadity girl you know you da boss
Write yourself a check and rob him
Girl you know it's time just commit the crime
Take his money and dip

Pop pop pop cha Ching cha Ching
Take all his money and his ba bling ba bling

Where we goin going
Wanna take me to rodeo
He'll be blowing blowing
All that money from his payroll tell em it's mine

Boy gimme all a dat
Want that birken bag
Shoes and chanel too

Maserati rati
Take his keys and pretend to be his
Shawty shawty
Pull a GTA on em
Now the title is mine

Boy come and pull the strings
Jewels and shiny things
These my favorite tings

So I walked in his crib and this is what I see
Versace on the wall
And some luscious money trees
I'm stuffing up my purse watching for security
I'm kinda feelin bad but girl I'm lookin out for me

When you're pretty and sadity girl you don't need job
Reach into his bag and rob him
Go and Tell him whatcha want
Put my money on top
Boy a couple Hunnid not enough for me

And all my girls say.

When you're pretty and sadity girl you know you da boss
Write yourself a check and rob him
Girl you know it's time just commit the crime
Take his money and dip

Take his money (repeated)
Girl what you doing 9 to 5s for take his money

Take his money (repeated)
Girl what you doing 9 to 5s for take his money

Take his money (repeated)
20s 50s 100s girl go and take his money

Take his money (repeated)
20s 50s 100s girl go and take his money

When you're pretty and sadity girl you don't need job
Reach into his bag and rob him
Go and Tell him whatcha want
Put my money on top
Boy a couple Hunnid not enough for me

When you're pretty and sadity girl you know you da boss
Write yourself a check and rob him
Girl you know it's time just commit the crime
Take his money and dip



Credits
Writer(s): Baylee Myhr, Christine Panis, Maxwell Boyd
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