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co cash - bad bitch magnet lyrics

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[intro]
(go, payday, go, go)

[chorus]
young, rich, and attractive (cash), bad b+tch magnet (bad)
she f+ckin’ off the rip, ain’t gotta ask, it’s automatic (nah)
heard my haters runnin’ out of paper, d+mn, tragic (sad)
dressin’ like a salad, fresher than your baby daddy (ho)
stackin’ is my habit, i’m a money makin’ addict (bag)
what i spent on fashion could’ve went and bought a patek (yeah)
you ain’t makin’ racks ’cause you too busy talkin’ racket (shut up)
did they teach you not to write that check if you can’t cash it? (huh?)

[verse 1]
basic, broke, and bitter b+tches, hate ’em with a passion (ho)
if she ain’t havin’ cash, i’ma pass, i ain’t smash it (nah)
like my b+tches bad with a bag and a wagon (cash)
fallin’ off, where? that’s some sh+t i can’t imagine (huh?)
i be dead fresh, someone come and toe tag him (please)
this a kel+tec, if he play, then i’ma blast him (fah)
give me head, yes, suck it better than my last one (woo, woo, woo)
here, go pay your nail tech, get your hair done and your lashes (oh)

[chorus]
young, rich, and attractive (cash), bad b+tch magnet (bad)
she f+ckin’ off the rip, ain’t gotta ask, it’s automatic (nah)
heard my haters runnin’ out of paper, d+mn, tragic (sad)
dressin’ like a salad, fresher than your baby daddy (ho)
stackin’ is my habit, i’m a money makin’ addict (bag)
what i spent on fashion could’ve went and bought a patek (yeah)
you ain’t makin’ racks ’cause you too busy talkin’ racket (shut up)
did they teach you not to write that check if you can’t cash it? (huh?)
[verse 2]
i be chasin’ paper, b+tches chasin’ after me (me, me)
you be chasin’ p+ssy, that’s why you still be b+r+o+k+e (broke)
bae, i see you lookin’, i’m that guy your n+gga wanna be (i see)
f+ck it, keep it pushin’, she know she gon’ downgrade after me (bye)
can’t get caught up with no average b+tch, i’m young, fly, black, and handsome (yeah)
like a b+tch who ’bout a bag, my baby mama was a dancer (so?)
ayy, i’m a money makin’ dad, my ceiling up to par and pouncin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)
just bought my b+tch another bag, you know she pressure if i stamped her, n+gga (stamp)

[chorus]
young, rich, and attractive (cash), bad b+tch magnet (bad)
she f+ckin’ off the rip, ain’t gotta ask, it’s automatic (nah)
heard my haters runnin’ out of paper, d+mn, tragic (sad)
dressin’ like a salad, fresher than your baby daddy (ho)
stackin’ is my habit, i’m a money makin’ addict (bag)
what i spent on fashion could’ve went and bought a patek (yeah)
you ain’t makin’ racks ’cause you too busy talkin’ racket (shut up)
did they teach you not to write that check if you can’t cash it? (huh?)



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