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deante' hitchcock - gimmie yo money lyrics

[intro: yung baby tate]
i don’t wanna hear no more love songs
you got something i can dance to?

[verse 1: yung baby tate]
yeah you got some paper, but what this gon’ be?
i don’t care about your money ‘less you spend it on me
got a big boy bag rolling out, we gon’ see
put that motherf+cking money in my hand

[chorus: female artist]
i ain’t f+cking wit’ em if his money ain’t long
if his paper ain’t strong
got two or three phones
got my own money but i don’t be spending my own
got my own money but i don’t be spending my own
i just wanna shake my ass and spend your money
i wanna shake my ass and spend your money
i just shake my ass and spend your money
i wanna shake my ass and spend your money

[verse 2: deante’ hitchc+ck, female artist]
her p+ssy bomb, they won’t even let her through tsa
she got her own bread but she rather make one ‘these n+ggas pay
lil shawty a hustler, it’s in her dna
so what you trynna spend, n+gga, let me see some cake
she go to spend same, shawty be in the city
real sadity, pretty, with the paw print tat’s on her titty
tricking n+ggas out they dough, if you got it, she finna get it
you got it, she finna have it
you got it, i’m finna spend it
she taking yours, but hustle harder than n+ggas two jobs
miss independent, p+ssy worth six figures
she got her own house, she got her own car
she got her own money but
but i’d rather spend yours, n+gga

[verse 3: deante’ hitchc+ck, female artist, both]
okay now if you wanna chill and spend some time wit’ her (gimme yo money)
she only goin’ if you buyin’ n+gga (gimme, gimme yo money)
if you a hustler or a stock broker (gimme yo money)
if you wanna feel the super soaker (n+gga, gimme yo money)
man, to keep it real, i’m trynna chill wit’ you [?] (n+gga, gimme yo money)
not a type to try and split the bill wit’ you (gimme, gimme yo money)
oh my god, eh, this n+gga really gon’ give me
like i will take everything you got
and you still ain’t gettin’ this p+ssy

[chorus: female artist]
i ain’t f+cking wit’ em if his money ain’t long
if his paper ain’t strong
got two or three phones
got my own money but i don’t be spending my own
got my own money but i don’t be spending my own
i just wanna shake my ass and spend your money
i wanna shake my ass and spend your money
i wanna shake my ass and spend your money
i wanna shake my ass and spend your money

[outro: female artist]
gimme yo motherf+ckin’ money, b+tch

- deante hitchcock lyrics

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