Katie Got Bandz - Make Me Rich lyrics

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ft. Jeremih & Chi Hoover

(Hook 1)

I woke up, ah

Tell her make em bands and bring me some

I need all my money ery month

You gonna run it like you owe me somethin'

Now make me rich, make me rich

I need 'bout 2 strippers more than one

Won't you shake your ass and show me somethin'

Bands on bands, I make me more than one

Now make me rich

(Verse)

I got bottles on bottles

Got bitches on bitches, they kissin' each other in French

I fell in love with the new Maseratis

Said, "Fuck it," and went 'head and copped a new Benz

I don't go one on one

I got like too many girls, I go crazy, got bitches I throw away

Throw up the money, blue hunnits

Got bleu cheese and bitches all under my wing and you know it

Get it back quick as I spend it

Throw it up, yea she up on the pole spinnin'

You got no win when I'm steppin' up in it

Bossing up on this shit, y'all niggas rentin'

Don't want no known, on my own with my bitch

And you know that I love when she bring me em Benjis

On her knees like religion

Got night life, you can get the bomb if you act right

When I put the cameras on blacklight

Bet you act right

Got all these girls in the back now

All my niggas throwin' up a stack now

(Hook x 2)

You gonna run it like you owe me somethin'

Now make me rich, make me rich

I need 'bout 2 strippers more than one

Won't you shake your ass and show me somethin'

Bands on bands, I make me more than one

Now make me rich

(Verse)

Make me rich, don't want spend that shit

I'm just takin' hunnas, keep your tip

Bottle after bottle, pour that liqa

Roll up what I like and now I'm lit

I'm the shit

Katie Got Bandz in the buildin', y'all know I'm gonna kill it

Throwin' up dollars, she straight for em ballers

She all on the ceilin', it's all for the riches

I don't even strip but your BF gonna tip me

Walk in the club and my diamonds on dizzy

Order some bottles, gotta get a thotty

She turn it off a bit so let's see up the party

Breakin' em bands like I practice karate

They all on the floor, got me walkin' on bitches

Hundreds and fifty’s and bottles of Remy

Stack bands and throw 'em cuz I got plenty

All jewels cuz I got the bank

Tell me that issue, I'm grippin' that all so good

See I'm so official, you should blow the whistle

Get rid of faces, get back to the basics now make me rich

(Hook 1)

Now make me rich, make me rich

I need 'bout two strippers more than one

Won't you shake your ass and show me somethin'

Bands on bands, I make me more than one

Now make me rich, make me rich

(Bridge)

You can shake your ass until tomorrow

I'mma eat it then kiss it like tomorrows

They don't wanna stop me rollin’

I would take a shower but you're better when you're naked

I don't really get this real, I just wild out on my indo

Smokin' on that indo, bad bitch rollin' up the indo

We don't got it, all we goin' for the cheddar

Bleu cheese, hundred faces, blue faces, I'm eating better

(Outro)

Now make me rich, make me rich