Young Thug - My Bitches Get Money lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

My bitches be runnin', they chasin' dat paper

I’ll serve ya like waiters, I’m high like a scraper

Put a hole in yo head, ya look like a pacer

I’m slimmin', I’m comin', know why I look at ya funny?!

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

(Verse: Young Thug)

I’m cashin' out fo 100 P’s (sheesh)

Put 'em straight in the trap and then it collect the green

Yo bitches want to caress the yung slime king

Yo old man want to arrest me fo sum slime things

I’m a fuckin' king cobra

Thugga, Thugga, not snitchin', but I told ya

Catch a trip, now they hit him with that mini choppa

I’m not talkin' Africans but they say blocka blocka

I can’t stop

I got yung niggas standin' on the block

I told him chill but he refused to stop sellin' rocks

He told me I neva need license, he go shoot at cops

Put 'em down, Thugga run round with a hunid sum rounds

Servin' in erryone’s town

(Hook)

My bitches be runnin', they chasin' dat paper

I’ll serve ya like waiters, I’m high like a scraper

Put a hole in yo head, ya look like a pacer

I’m slimmin', I’m comin', know why I look at ya funny?!

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

(Verse 2: Gucci Mane)

These niggas ain't got no money to dress like I dress

These niggas don’t show wild and be oh so fresh

Got red bottles fo me and my cheek

My counter man got red bottles on cuz I’m so rich

My bus driva wearin' Louis cuz I’m Gucci, ya bitch

My chef got on Ferragamos, nigga cook that shit!

I got that stupid bread, my momma don’t got to want fo shit

I bought a hard top Lambo, didn't even want the shit

1017 brick squad, bitch I own that shit

A nigga disrespect me, I can’t condone that shit

I got a 10 o'clock appointment at the office, trick

And pour a half a pint of lean in that coffee, bitch

(Hook)

My bitches be runnin', they chasin' dat paper

I’ll serve ya like waiters, I’m high like a scraper

Put a hole in yo head, ya look like a pacer

I’m slimmin', I’m comin', know why I look at ya funny?!

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money

My bitches chase money, my bitches chase money