Hold up, money talk so you know what?
Ain’t nothing to talk about, ye ain’t got enough
Cuz rock star drugs break a bitch heart, no love
Emma Watts, Charlie Sheen, fuckin with no scrub
Niggas want connects, got no plugs
Nigga say they high, got no buzz
Popsicle niggas wanna talk shit then say you froze up
Young niggas wanna pop pills, just po up
Went on a bang, Went on a bang
Bitches came for me and my nigga easy
Threw that bitch out, got that hoe one way
Said she tryna stay, told that bitch no way
That’s a preme nigga, B ripper, grim reaper
I don’t get mad bitch, I just get even
T-Raw magician, I don’t gotta trick or treat it
That Ferrari California make a bitch a believer
[Hook:]
Million dollars’ worth of cars, all paid out
See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out
Make it rain even when it’s rained out
Turn up, bang out
Bang out, bang out
Turn up, b-bang out
Million dollars’ worth of cars, all paid out
See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out
[Verse:]
Met a bitch last night, won’t believe it
Fuck her so hard, bitch probably stopped breathing
Killed the pussy, in the hotel screamin
Knock knock, going in like the housekeeper
The room, keep it
I fucked now I don’t need it
T-Raw semen splattered on a bitch beaver
Pipe dreamin, fuckin with a real baller
The bitch is a bitch so I’m gon call er
Then they act up, call the backup
Don’t matter, as if she ever mattered
Bitch shut up, throw it up, I throw the set up
Tell her sit up, got her face down, bitch don’t put yo head up
Yea, bitin on er ear
Got a old bitch, pussy like souvenir
I hop up in it, nigga I ain’t never scared
Closet full of straps and the condom right here
What I got?
[Hook:]
Million dollars’ worth of cars, all paid out
See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out
Make it rain even when it’s rained out
Turn up, bang out
Bang out, bang out
Turn up, b-bang out
Million dollars’ worth of cars, all paid out
See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out
[Verse:]
Beef on the street, to the beach I be rollin
Never see me strollin, 402s I be holdin
Girls in the daisies, drive easy crazy
Rolled up my windows as I turned on my ac
Rollin down French, I don’t see the hoes jockin
Sunday nights poppin, see the foes hoppin
My stereo’s bumpin that atl funk
You can call it what you want
Either way the shit bump
I’m a evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up
I’mma put these things on you and never let up
See my mama, she was home when I was born
Bet a nigga like to eat shit than never been born
But I ain’t going out unless 30 niggas die
I’m dyin anyway so I’m thinkin suicide
Shut the fuck up nigga cuz you ain’t seen shit
I’m bout to take this blade and straight up rip
A bitch is a bitch
So if I’m poor or rich
I talk in the exact same pitch
Now the title of bitch don’t apply to all women
But all women have a little bitch in em
[Verse:] Hold up, money talk so you know what? Ain’t nothing to talk about, ye ain’t got enough Cuz rock star drugs break a bitch heart, no love Emma Watts, Charlie Sheen, fuckin with no scrub Niggas want connects, got no plugs Nigga say they high, got no buzz Popsicle niggas wanna talk shit then say you froze up Young niggas wanna pop pills, just po up Went on a bang, Went on a bang Bitches came for me and my nigga easy Threw that bitch out, got that hoe one way Said she tryna stay, told that bitch no way That’s a preme nigga, B ripper, grim reaper I don’t get mad bitch, I just get even T-Raw magician, I don’t gotta trick or treat it That Ferrari California make a bitch a believer [Hook:] Million dollars’ worth of cars, all paid out See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out Make it rain even when it’s rained out Turn up, bang out Bang out, bang out Turn up, b-bang out Million dollars’ worth of cars, all paid out See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out [Verse:] Met a bitch last night, won’t believe it Fuck her so hard, bitch probably stopped breathing Killed the pussy, in the hotel screamin Knock knock, going in like the housekeeper The room, keep it I fucked now I don’t need it T-Raw semen splattered on a bitch beaver Pipe dreamin, fuckin with a real baller The bitch is a bitch so I’m gon call er Then they act up, call the backup Don’t matter, as if she ever mattered Bitch shut up, throw it up, I throw the set up Tell her sit up, got her face down, bitch don’t put yo head up Yea, bitin on er ear Got a old bitch, pussy like souvenir I hop up in it, nigga I ain’t never scared Closet full of straps and the condom right here What I got? [Hook:] Million dollars’ worth of cars, all paid out See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out Make it rain even when it’s rained out Turn up, bang out Bang out, bang out Turn up, b-bang out Million dollars’ worth of cars, all paid out See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out [Verse:] Beef on the street, to the beach I be rollin Never see me strollin, 402s I be holdin Girls in the daisies, drive easy crazy Rolled up my windows as I turned on my ac Rollin down French, I don’t see the hoes jockin Sunday nights poppin, see the foes hoppin My stereo’s bumpin that atl funk You can call it what you want Either way the shit bump I’m a evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up I’mma put these things on you and never let up See my mama, she was home when I was born Bet a nigga like to eat shit than never been born But I ain’t going out unless 30 niggas die I’m dyin anyway so I’m thinkin suicide Shut the fuck up nigga cuz you ain’t seen shit I’m bout to take this blade and straight up rip A bitch is a bitch So if I’m poor or rich I talk in the exact same pitch Now the title of bitch don’t apply to all women But all women have a little bitch in em Explain Request ×
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