[Verse 1: Iggy] Look, we gettin' money We spendin' money There's june money and decemeber money Theres summer money and winter money Cold-co-co-co-cold. Clothes on top of clothes I'm flyer than a bird and I'm shittin' on you hoes Whatchu know bitch I'm on. And can't nobody turn me off And if I was a dick I would be hard but you would make me soft, my god. He's choosing like hello hello so pretty bitch hey yellow yellow Blond but please don't think I'm dumb I'm getting to this bread [?] Where's there grey poupon These dudes is on my jock Everytime I come you would think I was trippin shit the way they throw them ones at me
I can make you go, I can make you move, I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do. I walk in they like hello hello hello, I walk in they like hello hello hello [x2]
[Verse 2] Fuck you bitches, You ugly bitches, You stupid bitches, You dummy bitches, You dusty bitches Don't touch me bitches whoa. Whoa whoa whoa. No no no no no You're not on my level, You're not even close. These are ferragamo baby What the fuck are those? Since you sniff pussies and cry baby Go and blow your nose. Bitch I'm on. And if I have to tell you one more time I'll blow Like a bomb, or a horn, or a bitch behind a bungalow at prom. What I'm on. I swear these bitches not. This pussy two times. twat, twat. Pussy two more times is exactly what he got. After I made it hot and he spent up all his gwap I'm talking racks on top of racks. And stacks on top of that. He took me to the shops and I got bags on top of bags. You just like orphan annie get a kitchen back them rags. You're not lookin' too good and that's too bad so sad.
I can make you go, I can make you move, I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do. I walk in they like hello hello hello, I walk in they like hello hello hello [x2]
[Verse 3: Joe Moses] Okay, My wrist yellow My Benz black Everybody know I did that I live that I am that My watch blue My bitch's phat That's pretty, hot, and tempting, nigga Earrings Bart Simpson, nigga Fuck a duck, we fixin' nigga Milk carton, you missin' nigga I'm Brick Squad and I'm caso I'm all out and I'm 5'4" My squad is something I die for Just point 'em out And I ride on em I dive on em Who talkin', boy? Inside be bossin' boy I shits beats, you coughin' boy I ride tracks, you walkin' boy I does me, you do you I fuck bitches, you Youtube You watch me, I watch hoes You pillow talkin', I fuck stole I'm JM, that's gettin' money Fuck haters, them niggas funny All out, we gettin' money All out, that's good money
[Hook x2] I can make you go I can make you move I can make you do what the fuck I want you to do I walk in they like Hello, hello, helloTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
