e. carter – money lyrics
goin on a road trip with my motha f-ckin bestie
“sorry for the spam” all y’all gonna know what we see
we gone buy the whole d-mn store, we don’t play with nothing that cheap
don’t try to even call me, cause you know just right where i’ll be (2x)
goin on a road trip with my mother f-ckin bestie
we gone take it to the mall then whip it into gucci
all our money, we gone lose it, cause we goin f-ckin crazy
“you gone get that for your mom” nah, i only buy for me b
buying this and that
we don’t know the t-t from tat
when we finished, you gone know it, cause we’ll post it on our snap
post our shirts, and our jeans, our -sses looking fat
but don’t try to even call cause, i’ll hit the red to end that
i’m
(chorus)
hangin with the bestie, we gone go to the mall
spending all our money, we gone shop til we fall
shop til you fall?
shop til we fall
pulling out my wallet, screaming i want it all
don’t show me nothing cheapy cause i’ll shove in your face
throwing all my money cause shopping is so great
if it’s something under fitty it’s nothing that i’ll take
i’m screaming in your ear don’t give me nothing fake!
(chorus)
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