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maybach music group - bag of money lyrics

bag of money
(performed by rick ross, wale & meek mill)
(feat. t-pain)

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[intro: rick ross (t-pain)]
money over everythang (yeaaah-ee)
self made, but right now shawty (ey-ey-ey-ey-ei-ee)
you lookin like money (yea!)
i’m talkin ’bout real money, huh!
(yeah-eah!)

[chorus: rick ross (t-pain)]
my b-tch bad, lookin like a bag of money (ohh-oh-ooh-woooo-ooh-ooooooooh)
that b-tch bad, lookin like a bag of money (yea-ea-ea-ey-ei-ee)
i go and get it and i let her count it for me (hey-ey-eh-ey-ei-ee)
i f-ck her good and she always ride it for me (ooooh, she bad)
my b-tch bad, lookin like a bag of money (she bad bad bad, she bad bad bad)
that b-tch bad, lookin like a bag of money (she bad bad bad, she bad ohh-oh-ooh-wooo-ooh)
i go and get it and i let her count it for me (ohh-oh-ooh-woooo-ooh)
i f-ck her good and she always ride it for me (oooh, she ride it for me)

[interlude: rick ross (t-pain)]
she got me caught up in the moment (she got me caught up in the mo-ment!)
she got me cuaght up in the moment (she got me caught up in the moment)
i only kiss her when she on it (ooh, when she on it)
f-ck her good, make her call me in the morning (oooh, ooh, whoo)

[chorus]

[wale]
temporary forever (word), levitate witta n-gg- (word)
i could tease you ’til you hate me, bet you hate them naval kisses (nah)
we can do like eight positions (uh), hit it til yo’ make-up missin (uh-huh)
baby girl my stroke official, and you know i paint that picture
hoes on my line (word up!), most of ’em 9s (word up!)
couple of ’em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find
and i ain’t always on the prowl, it’s just my soda mixed with brown
got me quite open for a while, so let me in or let me out
and i like my marijuana bright, and i like my window tinted out
shout out them strippers who hustle – get yours, you know what this about
i just might throw a big amount, don’t know if i’m ‘posed to take you out
i just know i’m ‘posed to praise you up, don’t mean i ain’t ‘posed to take you down
word up!

[chorus]

[meek mill]
my b-tch bad lookin like a bag of money
e’ry time she f-ck me she say “can i have some money?”
and i say, “can i get a threesome?”, she say “boy, you funny”
but i be like, “f’real, just pick up that phone, call up one of your girls”
when i’m on that pill and i pop dat purr — girl, i put in that work
long as she come to me first, it’s fourteen racks what i put on that purse
sh-t that birkin bag, make the old dude mad, when i murk through p-ss in a dark blue jag
say she like my style, but i talk too fast, and i got that drive, and she just might crash
hold up! she say she f-ckin with me the long way (long way)
she gon’ ride this d-ck, i had a long day (long day)
n-gg- look at my b-tch, you lookin the wrong way
somethin mean, look exactly just like the song say

[chorus + interlude]

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