Maybach Music Group - Bag Of Money lyrics

rate me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

That bitch bad looking like a bag of money

I go and get it and I let her count it for me

I f-ck her good and she always ride it for me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

That bitch bad looking like a bag of money

I go and get it and I let her count it for me

I f-ck 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

I only kiss her when she on it

F-ck her good, make her call me in the morning

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

That bitch bad looking like a bag of money

I go and get it and I let her count it for me

I f-ck her good and she always ride it for me

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

That bitch bad looking like a bag of money

I go and get it and I let her count it for me

I f-ck her good and she always ride it for me

Temporary forever, levitate with a n-gga

I can teach you, till you hate me but you hate them naval kisses

We can do like 8 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 92s

Couple of 'em dimes but all my hoes is hard to find

And I aint always on the prowl it's 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 aint 'posed to take you down

Word up

My bitch bad looking like a bag of money

E'rry time she f-ck 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 up one of your girls

When I'm on that pill and I pop that purp

Girl I put in that work

Long as she calling me first

It's 14 racks when I put on that purse

Shit that Birkin bag, make the old dude mad

When I murk through pass in that dark blue?

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-cking with me the long way

She gon' ride this dick I had a long day

N-gga look at my bitch you looking the wrong way

Something mean, look exactly just like the song say

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-ck her good, make her call me in the morning