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Bag of Money (钱袋子) (Club Remix) - Party Hit Kings (派对热辣王者)
(Cover Version Tribute to Wale Rick Ross Meek Mill & T-Pain)
Money over everythang
Self made but right now shawty
You lookin like money
I'm talkin 'bout real money huh
My b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
That b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I f**k her good and she always ride it for me
My b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
That b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I f**k her good and she always ride it for me
She got me caught up in the moment
She got me cuaght up in the moment
I only kiss her when she on it
F**k her good make her call me in the morning
My b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
That b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I f**k her good and she always ride it for me
My b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
That b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I f**k her good and she always ride it for me
Temporary forever (word) levitate witta ni**a
I could tease you 'til you hate me bet you hate them naval kisses
We can do like eight positions hit it til yo' make-up missin
Baby girl my stroke official and you know I paint that picture
Hoes on my line most of 'em 9s
Couple of 'em dimes but all my hoes is hard to find
And I ain't always on the prowl it's just my soda mixed with brown
Got me quite open for a while so let me in or let me out
And I like my m*******a bright and I like my window tinted out
Shout out them strippers who hustle
Get yours you know what this about
I just might throw a big amount
Don't know if I'm 'posed to take you out
I just know I'm 'posed to praise you up
Don't mean I ain't 'posed to take you down
Word up
My b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
That b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I f**k her good and she always ride it for me
My b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
That b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I f**k her good and she always ride it for me
My b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
E'ry time she f**k me she say "Can I have some money "
And I say "Can I get a threesome
She say "Boy you funny"
But I be like "F'real just pick up that phone
Call up one of your girls"
When I'm on that pill and I pop dat purr
Girl I put in that work
Long as she come to me first
It's fourteen racks what I put on that purse
Sh*t that Birkin bag make the old dude mad
When I murk through pass in a dark blue Jag
Say she like my style but I talk too fast
And I got that drive and she just might crash
Hold up She say she f**kin with me the long way (long way)
She gon' ride this dick I had a long day (long day)
Ni**a look at my b**ch you lookin the wrong way
Somethin mean look exactly just like the song say
My b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
That b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I f**k her good and she always ride it for me
My b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
That b**ch bad lookin like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I f**k her good and she always ride it for me
She got me caught up in the moment
She got me cuaght up in the moment
I only kiss her when she on it
F**k her good make her call me in the morning