Bag Of Money Lyrics

[Rick Ross]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 her count it for me I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
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 her count it for me I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
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
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 her count it for me I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
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 her count it for me I fuck her good and she always ride it for me
[Wale]Temporary forever, levitate with a nigga I can teach you, till you hate me but you hate them naval kisses We can do like 8 positions Hit it til your make up missing Baby girl my stroke official And you know I paint that picture Hoes on my line, most of ‘em 9′s Couple of ‘em dimes but all my hoes is hard to find And I aint always on the prowl its just my soda mixed with brown Got me quite open for a while So let me in or let me out [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/bag-of-money-lyrics-rick-ross.html ] And I like my marijuana bright And I like my window tinted out Shout out them strippers who hustle Yeah George 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 aint ‘posed to take you down Word up
[Rick Ross - Chorus]
[Meek Mill]My bitch bad looking like a bag of money E’rry time she fuck 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 foreal, just pick up that phone Call up one of your girls When I’m on that pill and I pop that purp Girl I put in that work Long as she calling me first Its 14 racks when I put on that purse Shit that Birkin bag, make the old dude mad When I murk through pass in that dark blue? She like my style but I talk too fast And I got that drive and she just might crash Hold up She say she fucking with me the long way She gon’ ride this dick I had a long day Nigga look at my bitch you looking the wrong way Something mean, look exactly just like the song say
[Rick Ross - Chorus]
She got me caught up in the moment She got me caught up in the moment I only kiss her when she on it F-ck her good, make her call me in the morning