Wale feat. Rick Ross, Meek Mill, T-Pain - Bag Of Money (Instrumental) | Текст песни

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• Wale feat. Rick Ross, Meek Mill, T-Pain
• Bag Of Money (Instrumental)

Uh, my-my bitch mad cause I’d rather get that money
I give her this dick she say that dick better than money
I say can I get some head she say let me get my scrungie
Serve her like a country, got that dope dick she a junkie
She say "Tunechi this your pussy", I say "tell me anything"
Then I suck her nipple ring, eat that pussy, listerine
She coming I make sure my bitch bad; she'll take yours
And she do tricks on that dick like a skateboard

[Tyga]
Uh, Maybach Riders, gold chain buyers
Gold wings saline your bitch say I’m the flyest
I make five thou gold ya’ll, spent that in about an hour
And my bitch like Bob May ball hard till I get the callous
Shout out I ain’t got no stylist, shout out to you niggas keep trying
Bag of money bag of money, I eat the money like I eat the pussy
King gold chains they follow me, presidential car presidential suite
She bad and all, model type, but I like me a big BOOTY~!
One time for them 9-5’s, one time for them stripper dimes
One time for them college girls, one time for those who can’t decide
I love her more I take them all, she doing bad I break her off
I’m T-raw don’t need ya’ll, everything I do is so +Well Done+