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Fuck me on that money, bitch Bitch, fuck me on that money (Yeah) Nigga, fuck me on that money, man [Old hundred?] Fuck me on that money, man (Ayy) Fuck me on that money, yeah I'm playin' with you (Yeah), yeah Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo I'm a rich nigga, I fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah) Yeah, right there on that money, huh Bring them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah) Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummin', hoo Bring them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo Yeah, right there on that money, huh Bring them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, huh Bad ho, don't come cheap, alright Put bad hoes on fleek, alright First class flight'll change your life Pussy tight, raise your price (Yeah) Buy you some new tit alright Put your smile on fleek, alright Leave 'em broke niggas Girl, them rich niggas, we gon' treat you right (Yeah) My bitch bad, she look just like a bag of money (Alright) Letras de cancionesEvery time she comin', she say can she have some money I say, "Can I get a threesome?" (Yeah) She say, "Boy, you funny" But you won't see me laughin', come sit that twat down on 'em hundreds (Yeah, yeah) Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo I'm a rich nigga (Yeah), I fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah) Yeah, right there on that money, huh Bring them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah) Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummin', hoo Bring them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo Yeah, right there on that money, huh Bring them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money (Yeah) Yeah, uh, fuck me right there on that money I ride dick on my feet, I be hoppin' like a bunny (Uh) I'm a freak, slut me out, you gon' see me get disgustin' (Haha) I be suckin' dick from scratch, when it's soft, when it's gummy, woo (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah, take this pussy from me I don't want no more kids, put them right there on my tummy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Right there on that money (Woo, woo, yeah, yeah) Right there on that money, look (Haha) Fuck me on the money (Yes) Bitch, we don't need no bed Put that money on me (Frr) Like that nigga you want dead, look (Baow) Send that Zelle for me, pick out my nails for me You gon' CC what this throat do when you put Chanel on me (Aah) He said, "Okay, baby, turn me up, and pop that pussy for me" Ayy, okay, up and down, make it clap, start applaudin' Ayy, okay (Woo), turn around (Woo), bend it over, throw me [?] (Woo) Ayy, okay, spread my legs, tongue out, I'm Michael Jordan (Woo, woo, woo, woo, yeah, yeah) Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo I'm a rich nigga (Yeah), I fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah) Yeah, right there on that money, huh Bring them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah) Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummin', hoo Bring them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo Yeah, right there on that money, huh Bring them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money (Yeah) From Letras Mania