Travis Porter - Get Money lyrics

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Travis Porter - Get Money lyrics

[Intro:] f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money [Verse 1:] f** b**hes, we get money Rubber band stacks and my drink all muddy She might cut the budda but she play her role That big booty stripper girl, that's my ho Rolex watch, no rocks Got your girlfriend on my drop b**hes going down like jump All so many d**, man I thought my heart stopped Molly with Ciroc, lean with the gas A week pa**ed by, we done blew a whole batch Just me and lil mama getting blowed in the Jag Riding round the city, whole thing on my hand [Hook: x2] f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money [Verse 2:] I f** b**h, getting money Get riches – Mitt Romney These b**hes say I act funny Ever since a young n***a got money I got mo b**hes, I ain't worried I'm bustin 3 b**hes, stealth curry Drink police, f** police Roll swishas, rock rollies Man she screaming out my name like she know me She said she know me from day one, I was the only Switch it to the note, big house and a big old chain No matter, every day it's the same old thing [Hook: x2] f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money [Verse 3:] Look, I'm real, you ain't gotta check my bar code Got a big a** 40 in my cargos My tour bust em up, f** the star coach 'Cus b**h I'm a motherf**in star ho My team deadly, you n***as can go and smoke the Jeffrey My life is like a scene from the movie Belly And n***as walkin round with the eyes glowin Man I count 100 with the blinds open And I pull up scoot and in the Maserati I'm in all black, they think I'm in Iluminati Getting hoes and commas Man that's the only thing that we gotta have in common [Hook: x2] f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money f** b**hes, get money

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