Look, we gettin' money
we spendin' money
there's june money and decemeber money
theres summer money and winter money
cold-co-co-co-cold.
clothes on top of clothes
i'm flyer than a bird and i'm sh**tin' on you hoes
whatchu know b**h i'm on.
and can't nobody turn me off
and if i was a dick i would be hard but you would make me soft, my god.
he's choosing like hello hello so pretty b**h hair yellow yellow
blond but please don't think i'm dumb
i'm getting to this bread (?)
where's there grey poupon
these dudes is on my jock
everytime i come you would think i was trippin sh** the way they throw them ones at me
i can make you go,
i can make you move,
i can make you do what the f** i want you to do.
i walk in they like hello hello hello,
i walk in they like hello hello hello x2
f** you b**hes,
you ugly b**hes,
you stupid b**hes,
you dummy b**hes,
you dusty b**hes
don't touch me b**hes whoa.
whoa whoa whoa.
no no no no no
you're not on my level,
you're not even close.
these are ferragamo baby
what the f** are those?
since you sniff pussies and cry baby
go and blow your nose.
b**h i'm on.
and if i have to tell you one more time i'll blow
like a bomb, or a horn, or a b**h behind a bungalow at prom.
what i'm on.
i swear these b**hes not.
this p**y two times. twat, twat.
p**y two more times is exactly what he got.
after i made it hot and he spent up all his gwap
i'm talking racks on top of racks.
and stacks on top of that.
he took me to the shops and i got bags on top of bags.
you just like orphan annie get a kitchen back them rags.
you're not lookin' too good and that's too bad so sad.
i can make you go,
i can make you move,
i can make you do what the f** i want you to do.
i walk in they like hello hello hello,
i walk in they like hello hello hello x2