Wonder - ​kitty cat lyrics

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Wonder - ​kitty cat lyrics

Wait wait It's a bunny on the track, call me Mr. Kitty Cat Choppa, it go bah-bah-bah Put a hole on top yo hat I don't know where I be at, drivin' backwards in the jag Got that money on me, I'mma do my money runs Hella money then you both sittin' in my back seat You wanna hop on where I'm on? Then b*tch you gotta ask me You wanna be the one I [?] next b*tch? You better say, "Please!" All these pussies dick ridin' I feel like a taxi Think somebody cares? fu*k your opinion, ugh Cuz I'm too busy gettin' this money to listen, ugh-ugh Easy to talk when you ain't even competition ugh-ugh It's givin' jealously baby, you b*tches finished? Uh, uh Cuz I see in yo face, I'm a big bad b*tch Bring the bass down low, cuz I need that sh*t One thing to take from me is that you can't trust no b*tch And don't you listen to nobody who ain't tryin' to get rich All these b*tches hungry, they bite yo meat uh-uh And I ain't ever met nobody like me uh-uh So if you never met nobody like you uh-uh Come get this money baby, you know how we do Everybody gettin' rich, in this b*tch we gettin' rich Pop a couple bottles and we pop a pussy b*tch No one can tell you what to do with all the money that you get So put your money up, if you already know what's up! Everybody gettin' rich in this b*tch we gettin' rich! Pop a couple bottles and we pop a pussy b*tch No one can tell you what to do with all the money that you get So put your money up, if you already know what's up! Yeah, you already know what's up Put that money where ya mouth is, ya b*tch And don't take from me, unless you are my accountant, ya b*tch I feel like Kendrick, yeah my shows are fu*kin' crowded, ya b*tch You gettin' [?], b*tch, if you want that b*tch sh*t I got it like Ain't got it like me, I get to poppin' And these b*tches wanna fu*k with me, better deepen them pockets I gon' pull up in that Ghini, that Lambo got a new body They ain't heard about me, but I'm topplin' everybody I'm on the go now, I'm on Mars, baby It's bouta go down, I throw hard, baby If I give her them inches, she gon' take a yard, baby Gon' have to run from the police because I'm a [?], baby sh*t gon' fu*k then su*k, pull up in a big truck I don't need that big luck, I don't need no damn crush Better d-d-duck, I'mma fu*k a b*tch up Better put ya money up, if you already know what's up! [Outro] All these b*tches hungry, bite me And I ain't ever met no body like me And I ain't ever met nobody like me uh-uh So if you never met nobody like you uh-uh Come get this money baby, you know how we do Everybody gettin' rich, in this b*tch we gettin' rich Pop a couple bottles and we pop a pussy b*tch No one can tell you what to do with all the money that you get So put your money up, if you already know what's up! Everybody gettin' rich in this b*tch we gettin' rich! Pop a couple bottles and we pop a pussy b*tch No one can tell you what to do with all the money that you get So put your money up, if you already know what's up! Yeah, you already know what's up

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