Fuck bitches, get money fuck niggaz, get money
Fuck bitches, get money fuck niggaz, get money
Fuck bitches, get money fuck niggaz, get money
Hehehe
What? Uh, sex em up
The fuck? That shit aint even? big boy
Oh aight, you dont, you dont get none of that shit
Uh, check it out
Bout to get money
You want to sip Mo on my living room flo
Play Nintendo with Cease-a-Leo
Pick up my phone say, Poppa not home
Sex all night, mad head in the morn
Spin my V, smoke all my weed
Tattoo on tit-tie sayin be-I-G, now check it
You want to be my main squeeze baby
Dontcha, you want to gimme what I need baby
Wontcha, picture life as my wife just think
Full length mink, fat X and O links
Bracelets to match, conversation was all that
Showed you the safe combinations and all that
Guess you could say youse the one I trusted
Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
Shit got hot, you sent Feds to my spot
Took me to court, tried to take all I got
Nother intricate plot, the bitch said I raped her
Damn, why she want to stick me for my paper?
My Mo-sci-no hoe, my Versace hottie
Come to find out, you was fuckin everybody
You knew about me, the fake ID
Cases in Virginia, body in D.C
Woe, oh is me, thats what I get for trickin
Pay my own bail, commence to ass kickin
Lick in the door, wavin the four-four
All you heard was, Poppa dont hit me no more
Disrespect my click, my shits imperial
Fuck around and made her milkbox material
You feel me? Suckin dick, runnin your lips
Cause of you, Im on some real fuck a bitch shit, uhh
Fuck bitches, get money, fuck niggaz, get money
Fuck bitches, get money, fuck niggaz, get money
Fuck bitches, get money, fuck niggaz, get money
What? I see mad girls like you
You seen mad girls just actin hot
Im tellin you though
There aint nobody like me
You just frontin, theres people out like that
Uh, whoo! Get at me
Whoo, I told you niggaz
Niggaz betta grab a seat
Grab on your dick as this bitch gets deep
Deeper than the pussy of a bitch six feet
Stiff dicks feel sweet in this little petite
Young bitch from the street, guaranteed to stay down
Used to bring work outta town on Greyhound
Now Im Billboard now, niggaz press to hit it
Play me like a chicken, thinkin Im pressed to get it
Rather do the killin than the stick up jooks
Rather count a million while you eat my pussy
Push me to the limit get my feelings in it
Get me open while Im cummin down your throat
Then, you want to be my main squeeze nigga
Dontcha, you want to lick between my knees nigga
Dontcha want to see me whippin your third down the Ave
Blow up spots on bitches because Im mad
Break up affairs lick shots in the air
You get vexed, and start swingin everywhere
Me shifty? Now you want to pistol whip me
Pull out your nine, while I cock on mine
Yeah what nigga? I aint got time for this
So what nigga? Im not tryin to hear that shit
Now you want to buy me diamonds and Armani suits
Adrienne Vitadini and Chanel 9 boots
Things that make up, for all the games and the lies
Hallmark cards, sayin, I apologize
Is you wit me? How could you ever deceive me
But paybacks a bitch motherfucker, believe me
Naw I aint gay this aint no lesbo flow
Just a lil somethin, to let you motherfuckers know
Fuck bitches, get money fuck niggaz, get money
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Back up, just give me that shit, this shit is mine
Oh you want my numbers and shit
Look, now you want to?
Im all that bitch, dont ask
Youre fuckin with a bitch named Aphrodite
Yall believe that shit?
Just playin with you, worrd
Daddy is all that, oh word
Im talkin bout some presidents
Talkin bout this motherfuckin cash
Whatever you dont think about this
My nickname was Jesus in high school
You dont even believe that shit!
God dont believe that shit!
Im the supreme being baby