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)