Bag Of Money( feat. Rick Ross,T.Pain & Wale)

Oh, oh my bitch bad, my bitch cold
Young bitch with an old soul
Lesson that she learned cause her momma showed her
Probably should have hit her when her momma…
My old bitch she’d look young
It’s my bitch but she look yummy
Your bitch poor but she look fine
My white bitch, my black one
Go change my platinum, my skinny girl look…
When I put that face in that…
Slow Songs, fuck Songs, my soul songs, my club songs
Rap songs, what’s up songs, ya niggas never gonna touch songs
Bet you better momma never fuck..
You seen … addicted to my money and she never go to rehab
It’s full of hundreds if you look up in the bag (look in the bag)
Like that bad, my bitch bad, bad!
Chorus:
Oh, oh my bitch bad looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let it count it for me
I fuck her good and she’s always ride it for me
My bitch bad looking like a bag of money (she bad, bad, bad)
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money (she bad, bad, bad)
I go and get it and I let it count it for me
I fuck her good and she always riding it for me (she ride it for me)
She got me caught up in the moment, she got me caught up in the moment
She got me caught up in the moment, she got me caught up in the moment
I only kiss her when she on it
Fuck her good make her call me in the morning
Chorus:
Oh, oh my bitch bad looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let it count it for me
I fuck her good and she’s always ride it for me
My bitch bad looking like a bag of money (she bad, bad, bad)
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money (she bad, bad, bad)
I go and get it and I let it count it for me
I fuck her good and she always riding it for me (she ride it for me)
Temporary forever, levitate with a nigger
I can tease you till you hate me, but you hate the naval kisses
We can do like eight positions, here to tell your make up missing
Baby girl my stroke proficient, and you know I paint that picture
Hoes on my line, most of them mines
Couple of them down, but all my hoes is hard to find
And I ain’t always on the…
It’s just my soul to mix around
Got me quite open for a while
So let me in or let me out!
And I like my marijuana bite, and I like my…
Shout out at them strippers who hustle
…you know what’s about
I just my throw a big amount, don’t know if .. to take you out
I just know it… don’t mean I… to take you down….
Chorus:
Oh, oh my bitch bad looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let it count it for me
I fuck her good and she’s always ride it for me
My bitch bad looking like a bag of money (she bad, bad, bad)
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money (she bad, bad, bad)
I go and get it and I let it count it for me
I fuck her good and she always riding it for me (she ride it for me)
My bitch bad looking like a bag of money
Every time she fucking she say “can I have some money?”
I say can I get a Trey Songz? She said boy you’re funny?”
But I’ll be.. just picking that phone call of one of your girls
When I’m on that pill and I pop that purr
Girl, I’m putting that..
Long as she… fourteen racks that I put in that purse …
Do you like my style but I talk to fast,
and I got that… that just might crash
Hold up!
She say she fucking with me the long way
She gonna ride this dick I have the long day
Nigger look at my bitch, you’re looking the wrong way
Shut the.. you’re just like some say
Chorus:
Oh, oh my bitch bad looking like a bag of money
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let it count it for me
I fuck her good and she’s always ride it for me
My bitch bad looking like a bag of money (she bad, bad, bad)
That bitch bad looking like a bag of money (she bad, bad, bad)
I go and get it and I let it count it for me
I fuck her good and she always riding it for me (she ride it for me)