(Intro : Rick Ross) Money over everything Self made But right now shorty You looking like money I'm talking 'bout real money
(Chorus : Rick Ross) 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 fuck 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 fuck her good and she always ride it for me
(Bridge : Rick Ross) She got me caught up in the moment She got me caught up in the moment I only kiss her when she on it Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning
(Chorus : Rick Ross) 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 fuck 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 fuck her good and she always ride it for me
(Wale : Verse) Temporary forever, levitate with a nigga I can teach you, 'til 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 9's Couple of 'em dimes but all my hoes is hard to find And I ain't always on the prowl its 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
(Chorus : Rick Ross) 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 fuck 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 fuck her good and she always ride it for me
(Verse : Meek Mill] My bitch bad looking like a bag of money Er'time time she fuck 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 fo'real, 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 jazz She like my style but I talk too fast And I got that drive and she just might crash Hold up She say she fucking with me the long way She gon' ride this dick I had a long day Nigga look at my bitch you looking the wrong way Something mean, look exactly just like the song say
(Chorus : Rick Ross) 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 fuck 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 fuck her good and she always ride it for me
(Bridge : Rick Ross) She got me caught up in the moment She got me caught up in the moment I only kiss her when she on it Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning
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