like this - tay b & baby money lyrics
[intro: baby money]
all you hoes pop y’all p*ssy like this
three bracelets, one watch, one wrist
three hoes, one house, one d*ck
don’t be scared when you suck it, b*tch, spit
[chorus: baby money]
i’m a rich n*gga, 5k just on one ‘fit
i’m a b*tch hitter, if i shoot my shot, i won’t miss
i got real chicken and i made a vow i won’t trick
if she ask for a purse, then that’s what this b*tch get
my left hand steer the foreign, right hand on that gl!ck
if she suck d*ck like this, you better not give that b*tch a kiss
p*ssy good, i’ma f*ck around and give that b*tch her rent
she an eater, i’ma f*ck around and give her to my mans
[verse 1: baby money]
baby, i just want the neck right now
a hundred racks cash, tell ’em pipe down
i heard it’s good, let’s see what the hype ’bout
diamond tester, let’s see what that ice ’bout
big dog, bend her over, i’ma f*ck her lights out
she ain’t made it to the team, i think she know it’s tryouts
the way she suck it, grip, twist, i’m proud
i’m ’bout to put my clothes on, hit the mall in ’bout an hour
born a boss, i was never made to be a coward
but she got the type of head that make me argue with my mama
got a lot of money, it’s gon’ make it hard for you to find me
i ain’t trippin’ on no paper, i’ll spend a couple dollars
[chorus: baby money]
i’m a rich n*gga, 5k just on one ‘fit
i’m a b*tch hitter, if i shoot my shot, i won’t miss
i got real chicken and i made a vow i won’t trick
if she ask for a purse, then that’s what this b*tch get
my left hand steer the foreign, right hand on that gl!ck
if she suck d*ck like this, you better not give that b*tch a kiss
p*ssy good, i’ma f*ck around and give that b*tch her rent
she an eater, i’ma f*ck around and give her to my mans
[verse 2: tay b]
she love rich n*ggas, broke n*ggas, they can’t get a chance
fly you out, don’t bring no bags, let’s go shopping when you land
she like, “baby, i just came three times,” cum again
i ain’t into kid games, i’m a grown*ass man
if she a bad b*tch and she stay on her sh*t, spend a check
man it’s top*tier p*ssy, i ain’t have to get it wet
i swear the head so good, i ain’t have to hit it next
real n*gga buy you somethin’, you don’t have to give it back
n*gga, if you really gettin’ money, spend some fetty on her
every bad b*tch wrist should have a presi’ on it
she askin’ for a couple hundred, that’s a petty woman
keep it low, don’t n0body want no messy woman
yeah, i want it now, let me f*ck you in the bathroom
i can last, i ain’t nothin’ like your last dude
i hit her raw, sh*t, i hope that wasn’t a bad move
man, this b*tch was just too pretty, sh*t, i had to
actin’ like you ain’t know i had a b*tch, girl, your ass knew
you just got a bbl, oh, that ass new?
she my little pretty fly b*tch, she wear rick
she been lookin’ good, she got titties and new lips
cuban on her neck, wrist an audemars piguet
this is not a little*girl watch on her wrist
every chance that she get, she be poppin’ her sh*t
ain’t tryna be cool with you, you ain’t coppin’ no bricks, n*gga
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