Money Baby

Runnin' up that money, baby Stackin' up them hunnids, baby
Do you really love me, baby? I've been makin' money, baby
Bad bitches, I fuck bad bitches We in the club and I got all the bad bitches
I got like ten hoes and none of them average She got a ass and I just wanna grab it

Take her to my crib, I'm beatin' her back in I'm not performin' till I get my backend
I hit the stage and I'm clean as a napkin She scream my name and her ass keep on clappin
Tell me, baby, would you run the money up with me? Tell me, baby, if I go broke, would you leave
Her ass so fat, how'd it fit in them jeans? I can tell she bougie, so I put her in Celine

So I put her in Celine Put my dick inside and I make that kitty scream
She a lil' witch, she do tricks you won't believe Yeah, yeah, she do tricks you won't believe
Kami in this party, if you play, you gettin' blicked up
If you got a gun, lil' nigga, put yo sticks up

Bullets in the air, better duck, don't get picked off
Quarter mil' on the crib, nigga, I'm a big boss
Runnin' up that money, baby Stackin' up them hunnids, baby
Do you really love me, baby? I been makin' money, baby

Bad bitches, I fuck bad bitches We in the club and I got all the bad bitches
I got like ten hoes and none of them average She got a ass and I just wanna grab it
Speakin' on my name, get put in the blunt That boy keep on talkin', he got me fucked up
VilleSide, my city is tatted in blood Broke boys be hatin', I don't give a fuck

Hit his ass with a hunnid mag Pussy boy making threats
Hope you know this ain't no laser tag One call and they on your ass
Can't worry about a bitch, get the money like I'm Mr. Krabs



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Writer(s): Khiry Patterson
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