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money - phix lyrics

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[intro: phix]
aye, aye, aye, aye

[chorus: phix]
louis on the bag, hoe, we do the dash (what up?)
booty on my lap, juicy in the zag (i done come up)
tooly in the back, fool, this ain’t no cap (uh*uh)
boujee, i be bad, tell that lame to shut the f*ck up

[verse 1: phix]
wife beaters all that i be wearing, f*ck your dress code
run up in your house to tell you your b*tch gives the best throat
my hand around her neck, she begging for that next dose
f*f*fiending for the s*x, once i go in she won’t let go
she sending x, o’s, say that shе my ride or die
she’ll fly in for my nеxt show, shawty, she be dynamite
she tryna be my next hoe, diamonds and i flex gold
single digit numbers on the board but i don’t check scores
i belong in top ten, f*ck you if you don’t agree
we been looking but none of us found someone as cold as me
posing for the paparazzi, tell ’em check they focal length
put my faith in god ’cause i’m right where i’m supposed to be
[chorus: phix]
louis on the bag, hoe, we do the dash (what up?)
booty on my lap, juicy in the zag (i done come up)
tooly in the back, fool, this ain’t no cap (uh*uh)
boujee, i be bad, tell that lame to shut the f*ck up

[verse 2: norad]
look at all of this cash (what?), piling up on my dash (yeah)
switching lanes with that fifth of vodka like i’m shady back from the past (woo)
la*da*da*da*da*dee, give a f*ck in what you think
it’s a party, let’s get naughty, throw shawty up on the sink (aye)
what you feeling, what’s the move? (huh?) where’s your building, who’s your crew?
are you chilling (huh?), is you cool? i’m the villain, bet you knew
we in trouble, seeing double but*but we never stumble
f*ck being humble, who tryna rumble?
pulled up in a f*cking maybach and i stay strapped in my designer fit (yeah)
may just run up in your place, f*ck your b*tch in your face when i snap a pic (b*tch)
one shot, two shot, three shot, okay, drank
i just popped two mollies, motherf*cker can’t think

[chorus: phix]
louis on the bag, hoe, we do the dash (what up?)
booty on my lap, juicy in the zag (i done come up)
tooly in the back, fool, this ain’t no cap (uh*uh)
boujee, i be bad, tell that lame to shut the f*ck up

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