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pookey - gettin' bitches for some money lyrics

[intro]
hello?
look, look, didn’t i say if you ain’t talking bout no money don’t call my phone b-tch?
well you called me nigga so i called you b-tch
listen i’m in the motherf-ckin studio workin on some epic shit
don’t be f-ckin- k!ll yo -ss, b-tch i’ll k!ll yo -ss

[hook]
niggas getting money for some b-tches
me, i get b-tches for some money
yeah, yeah, yeah
niggas getting money for some b-tches
me, i’m getting b-tches for some money
yeah, yeah, yeah
niggas getting money for some b-tches
me, i’m getting b-tches for some money
yeah, yeah, yeah
niggas getting money for some b-tches
me, i’m getting b-tches for some money
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1]
i met a fat b-tch on tinder
i took her on a date
took that hoe to red lobster, ate real good, then i made the b-tch pay
she said “fine but you gotta take me home with ya”
i said “b-tch don’t be dumb
you gon suck this d-ck in the bathroom until my uber come”
she said “pookey dookey you so crazy”
she said “i like your swag”
she ain’t know every time she hit the bathroom i took another twenty dollars outta her bag
somebody tell that b-tch i’m a pimp
tell that b-tch i’m a beast
you want my heart, let me see you sell some -ss in the streets
sell some crack to a fiend
give some head to my team
all you niggas spending money, boy, you ain’t like me

[verse 2]
i met a fine b-tch at the strip club
b-tch booty like d-mn
i told her meet me after work we’ll get a burger or somethin
the b-tch say she got a man
i told that b-tch i’ll k!ll that nigga
and then i showed her my gat
i said b-tch, give me everything you made tonight
that b-tch slid me 2 racks
yeah, smackin b-tches, stackin riches
i been pimpin b-tches, same b-tches be acting christian
now she in a alley b-tt naked with seven niggas
she gon ride ball them niggas we back in business
young, black, and pimping
snatching b-tches
dont bring your hoe around me
pookey dookey will avenge her like robert downey
have your b-tch selling food stamps down at the county
b-tt naked in the whore house is where they found me

[verse 3]
pookey, why you like fat b-tches?
cuz they pay like they weigh
if a nigga spend money on b-tches
that nigga ain’t like me
that b-tch say she a doctor, she got a house in the hills, a fast car and she rock a lot of shine
i look that b-tch right dead in the eye and say “b-tch whatever’s yours is mine, b-tch”

[outro]
now come here and give me a kiss, b-tch
you know i love your stankin -ss
your stankin, trifling -ss
that’s why you my b-tch
cuz you trifling

- pookey lyrics

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