Meek Mill - Bag Of Money lyrics
My b**h bad, looking like a bag of money That b**h bad, looking like a bag of money I go and get it and I let her count it for me I f** her good and she always ride it for me My b**h bad, looking like a bag of money That b**h bad, looking like a bag of money I go and get it and I let her count it for me I f** her good and she always ride it for me She got me caught up in the moment (She got me caught up in the moment) She got me caught up in the moment (She got me caught up in the moment) I only kiss her when she on it f** her good, make her call me in the morning My b**h bad, looking like a bag of money That b**h bad, looking like a bag of money I go and get it and I let her count it for me I f** her good and she always ride it for me My b**h bad, looking like a bag of money That b**h bad, looking like a bag of money I go and get it and I let her count it for me I f** her good and she always ride it for me Temporary forever, levitate with a n***a I can teach you till you hate me but you hate them naval kisses We can do like eight positions Hit it til your make up missing Baby girl my stroke official And you know I paint that picture Hoes on my line, most of 'em 9's Couple of 'em dimes but all my hoes is hard to find And I ain't always on the prowl its 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 marijuana bright And I like my window tinted out Shout out them strippers who hustle Yeah George 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**h bad, looking like a bag of money That b**h bad, looking like a bag of money I go and get it and I let her count it for me I f** her good and she always ride it for me My b**h bad, looking like a bag of money That b**h bad, looking like a bag of money I go and get it and I let her count it for me I f** her good and she always ride it for me My b**h bad looking like a bag of money E'rry time she f** 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 foreal, just pick up that phone call on one of your girls When I'm on that pill and I pop that perc Girl I put in that work Long as she come to me first its 14 racks what I put on that purse sh** that Birkin bag, make the old dude mad When I murk through pa**ed 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**ing with me the long way She gon' ride this dick I had a long day n***a look at my b**h you looking the wrong way Something mean, look exactly just like the song say My b**h bad, looking like a bag of money That b**h bad, looking like a bag of money I go and get it and I let her count it for me I f** her good and she always ride it for me My b**h bad, looking like a bag of money That b**h bad, looking like a bag of money I go and get it and I let her count it for me I f** her good and she always ride it for me She got me caught up in the moment (She got me caught up in the moment) She got me caught up in the moment (She got me caught up in the moment) I only kiss her when she on it f** her good, make her call me in the morning