jimmy the third - have my money lyrics
[verse 1]
y’all better pull up with somethin’
i’ma pull my -ss up friday for the feel of starting somethin’
i be in the caddy with tika sumpter fronting
booty fatter than a pumpkin, been had everything you’re wanting
and i got the straps all in the back, blast
your man gonna land in a ditch on some handstands
i ain’t playing, never played, player got that everglaze
panties in the cheeks wanna have something to say? blat blat
yeah, i be up in cannes with the can
wrists with the bands flaunting them in front of can’ts
up in front of begs dividing them with my mans
counting so quick, got some blisters on my hands
cuts on my palms for the play clothes and all
celebrating hard work blowing a thousand dollars
watching what i say behind these thin walls
birds just don’t flock, when they peck they stall
[bridge]
who wipes this boy’s -ss and where’s his parents at?
his mouth works too well, he’s got to need help
[hook]
b-tch better have my money!
(b-tch better have it, b-tch better have it)
b-tch better have my money!
(i’m finna pull up about seven o’clock
on the dot on your block with the glock)
pay me what you owe me!
(it’s been too long waiting on broke -ss dudes
about time one of y’all fully mute)
b-tch better have my-
(i’ll break your jaw like nicki dropping draws)
b-tch better have my-
(or a southern drawl, answer my calls)
b-tch better have my money!
[verse 2]
glazed boy with the good taste, boy
ever since gameboys you fille de jo-joie
you cannot avoid, i’m cold as altoids
i’m cold like born sinning, the third is born winning
it’s a cold winter, those stacks gave me splinters
like sprinters, when you got it can’t keep that sh-t inner
i shine excel and i’m finna, cement graves it’s getting late
i deserve a mill like berry my dinner plate
you’ll catch me up and down your route on interstate
’til you converse and spit and split, dare you to escape
the hold this d-ck got on you
i’ll pull a mayweather, them points sneak upon you
i’m interested in my interest, no pinterest you penny pinchers
run up with some history i’ll smack your dentures
my d-ck pro’ly about god d-mn a million inches
have you really stuttering and playing i’m saying
[bridge]
[hook]
[post-hook]
b-tch better have my money!
(answer my calls, answer my calls i’ll break ya jaw)
pay me what you owe me!
(i promise that, i promise that, i promise that)
b-tch better have my, b-tch better have my, b-tch better have my-
(sack my currency b-tch, multiply my motherf-ckin’ interest you b-tch!)
b-tch better have my money!
(b-tch b-tch)
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