I Got Your Money
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I Got Your Money
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Oh, baby
I dedicate this to all the pretty girls, it's on
All the pretty girls in the world and the ugly girls, too
Cause to me you're pretty anyways, baby
You gimme your number
I call you up
You act like your pussy don't interrupt
I don't have no problem with you fucking me
But have a little problem with you not fucking me
Baby, you know I'll take care of you
'Cause you say you got my baby and I know it ain't true
Is it a good thing? No, it's bad, bitch
For good or worse makes you switch
So I walk on over with my Cristal
Bitches [N Word!] put away your pistols
Bemis won't be havin' it in this house
'Cause bitch, I'll cripple your style
Now that you've heard my calm voice
You can get another [N Word!], hoochie won't get moist
If you wanna look good and not be bummy
Girl, you better give me that money
Hoo!
Hey, dirty, baby I got your money
(Oh oh oh)
Don't you worry, I said hey
Baby, I got your money
(Oh oh oh oh oh)
Hey, dirty, baby I got your money
Don't you worry, I said hey
(I said oh oh oh oh)
Baby, I got your money
(I said oh oh oh oh oh)
Yo, so I glanced at the girls
Girls glanced at me
I whispered in their ear, "You wanna be with me?"
You wanna look pretty, though, in my video
Old Bemis on the hat and I'll let you all know
Just dance if you're caught up in the Holy Ghost trance
If you stop, I'll put the killer ants in your pants
I'm the MAB, as you can see
FBI, don't you be watchin' me
I don't want no problems 'cause I'm puttin' you down
In the ground where you cannot be found
I'm just Beem Dawg tryin' to make some money
So gimme my streaks and gimme my honey
Radios play this all day every day
Recognize I'm a fool and you loooove me
None of you [grunt] better look at me funny
[Grunt] You know my name, now give me my money!
Hey, dirty
(Sing it!)
Baby, I got your money
(Sing it, girls!)
Don't you worry, I said hey
(Sing it right now!)
Baby, I got your money
(Yo, if Bemis wants his money, just give him his money)
Hey, dirty
Baby, I got your money (That's how I like it, girl)
Don't you worry, I said hey (Oh)
Baby, I got your money
Sexy sexy sexy
Oh oh
Sexy sexy sexy
Oh oh
Sexy sexy sexy
Oh oh
Sexy sexy sexy
Oh oh oh
Yo, well [N-word!] playin' in the club like this all night
Bitches put your ass out, let me hold it tight
You're looking at my wrist saying, "It's so nice!"
The price, bitch, is diamonds; shining disco light
You better help me solve my problem
Or I'll get this money and rob them
Lucky dog when I won the lotto
Ran up on my car for carrying.. rollos?
You can call me Bemis and then lift up your skirt
And if you want this Bemis, God made Beem and Beem will bust your ass
Stop annoying me
Yeah, I play my music loud
It takes the bastard old Beem just to move the crowd
They say he had his balls in his mouth
Cisco Adler taught me that back in the house
But give me my money!
Hey, dirty
(Gimme that money)
Baby, I got your money
Don't you worry, I said hey
Baby, I got your money
(Why can't you give me the money?)
Hey, dirty
Baby, I got your money
Don't you worry, I said hey
(I want my money)
Baby, I got your money
Hey, dirty
(Give me my mother fucking money, bitch)
Baby, I got your money
Don't you worry, I said hey
Baby, I got your money
(Just give me my money)
Hey, dirty
Baby, I got your money
(Just give me money)
Don't you worry, I said hey
(I would like the money)
Baby, I got your money
(Please!)
Hey, dirty
Baby, I got your money
(Give me my money, my money, my money, my money, my money, my money, my money)
Don't you worry, I said hey
Baby, I got your money
(Give it!)
Hey, dirty
Baby, I got your money
Don't you worry, I said hey
Baby, I got your money
Hey, dirty
(I think you understand what I want at this point in the song)
Baby, I got your money
(It's just some money)
Don't you worry, I said hey
(Give it to me)
Baby, I got your money
(Alright)
Hey, dirty
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