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jerkshawty - money bandz lyrics

[intro]
money bands
money bands
money bands
money

[verse 1]
money bands
in my pants
got a strap in my bag
got designer in my hands
take your b+tch she wanna dance
momma told me never trust a hoe
cause they’ll f+ck you over
so i turned to a pimp
made these nasty b+tches sober
og cook it up
bag of kush, bag of guap
sell a pack, made 2 bands
then i hit my f+cking dance
dumb b+tch step away for i smack you, some respect
louie v on my pants
hermès belt round my waist
baby baphomet the sh+t
no one else could
be like this
[verse 2]
money bands
in my pants
got a strap in my bag
got dеsigner in my hands
take your b+tch she wanna dancе
yeah you b+tches always hating
and i don’t have time for that
got stack full of guap in my hand
and a bad b+tch on my f+cking lap
yeah she know how to dance uh

[outro]
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
money bandz
yuh

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