Say Anything - I Got Your Money lyrics

Oh Baby I dedicate this to all the pretty girls To all the pretty girls...to ohhh... All the pretty girls in the world And the ugly girls too... 'Cuz to me you're pretty anyways, baby You give me your number I call you up You act like your p**y don't interrupt I don't have no trouble with you f**ing me But I have a little problem with you not f**ing me Baby you know I'll take care of you 'Cuz you say you got my baby and I know it ain't true Is it a good thing? No, it's bad b**h For good or worse, makes you switch So I walk on over with my Cristal b**h a** n***as put away your pistols Bemis won't be havin it in this house 'Cuz b**h I'll cripple your style Now that you heard my calm voice Couldn't get another n***a, hootchie won't get moist If you wanna look good and not be bummy Girl you better gimmie that money Hoo!! CHORUS: Hey, dirty, baby I got your money Don't you worry I said hey, baby I got your money X2 Yo, so I glanced at the girls, girls glanced at me I whispered in their ear you wanna be with me? You wanna look pretty though, in my video Ol Bemis on the hat and I let you all know Just dance like you're caught up in the Holy Ghost trance If you stop, I'll put the k**er ants in your pants I'm the M-A-B as you can see FBI, don't you be watchin' me I don't want no problems, 'cuz I'll put you down In the ground where you cannot be found I'm just "Beem" Dog tryin to make some money So gimme my streaks and gimme my honey Radios play this all day every day Recognize I'm a fool and you love me None of you, nuh, better look at me funny Nuh, you know my name now gimmie my money! CHROUS x2 Sing it Sing it girls... Sing it right now! If Bemis want his money, just give him his money That's how I like giiiiirrrrrrlllll Sexy, s**y, s**y Sexy, s**y, s**y Sexy, s**y, s**y Sexy, s**y, s**y Play'n the club like this all night b**hes put your a** out and let me hold it tight Your looking at my wrist saying it's so nice! The price, b**h, is diamonds, shining disco lights You better help me solve my problem Or I'll get this money and rob them Lucky dog when I won the lotto Ran up my cards for carrying raw loads Well hold on now you can call me Bemis And then lift up your skirt And if you want this Bemis God made "Beem" and "Beem" will bust your a** Stop annoying me, yeah I play my music loud Take the ba*tard Old Bemis to move the crowd They say he had his balls in his mouth Cisco Adler taught me that back at the house But give me my money CHORUS repeats x2