Wait wait
It's a bunny on the track, call me Mr. Kitty Cat
Choppa, it go bah-bah-bah
Put a hole on top yo hat
I don't know where I be at, drivin' backwards in the jag
Got that money on me, I'mma do my money runs
Hella money then you both sittin' in my back seat
You wanna hop on what I'm on?
Then bitch you gotta ask me
You wanna be the one that's up next
Bitch you better say, "Please!"
All these pussies dick ridin' I feel like a taxi
Think somebody cares? Fuck your opinion, ugh
Cuz I'm too busy gettin' this money to listen, ugh-ugh
Easy to talk when you ain't even competition ugh-ugh
It's givin' jealously baby, you bitches finished? Uh, uh
Cuz I see in yo face, I'm a big bad bitch
Bring the bass down low, cuz I need that shit
One thing to take from me is that you can't trust no bitch
And don't you listen to nobody who ain't tryin' to get rich
All these bitches hungry, they bite me uh-uh
And I ain't ever met nobody like me uh-uh
So if you never met nobody like you uh-uh
Come get this money baby, you know how we do
Everybody gettin' rich, in this bitch we gettin' rich
Pop a couple bottles and we pop a pussy bitch
No one can tell you what to do with all the money that you get
So put your money up, if you already know what's up
Everybody gettin' rich in this bitch we gettin' rich
Pop a couple bottles and we pop a pussy bitch
No one can tell you what to do with all the money that you get
So put your money up, if you already know what's up
Yeah, you already know what's up
Put that money where ya mouth is, ya bitch
And don't speak for me, unless you are my accountant, ya bitch
I feel like Kendrick, yeah my shows are fuckin' crowded, ya bitch
You gettin' clipped, bitch, if you on that bitch shit I got it like
They don't got it like me, I get to poppin'
Any bitches wanna fuck with me, better deepen them pockets
I gon' pull up in that Ghini, that Lambo got a new body
They ain't heard about me, but I'm topplin' everybody
I'm on the go now, I'm on Mars, baby
It's bouta go down, I throw hard, baby
If I give her them inches, she gon' take a yard, baby
Gon' have to run from the police because I'm at large, baby
Shit gon' fuck then suck, pull up in a big truck
I don't need that big luck, I don't need no damn crush
Better d-d-duck, I'mma fuck a bitch up
Better put ya money up, if you already know what's up!
It's a bunny on the track, call me Mr. Kitty Cat
Choppa, it go bah-bah-bah
Put a hole on top yo hat
I don't know where I be at, drivin' backwards in the jag
Got that money on me, I'mma do my money runs
Hella money then you both sittin' in my back seat
You wanna hop on what I'm on?
Then bitch you gotta ask me
You wanna be the one that's up next
Bitch you better say, "Please!"
All these pussies dick ridin' I feel like a taxi
Think somebody cares? Fuck your opinion, ugh
Cuz I'm too busy gettin' this money to listen, ugh-ugh
Easy to talk when you ain't even competition ugh-ugh
It's givin' jealously baby, you bitches finished? Uh, uh
Cuz I see in yo face, I'm a big bad bitch
Bring the bass down low, cuz I need that shit
One thing to take from me is that you can't trust no bitch
And don't you listen to nobody who ain't tryin' to get rich
All these bitches hungry, they bite me uh-uh
And I ain't ever met nobody like me uh-uh
So if you never met nobody like you uh-uh
Come get this money baby, you know how we do
Everybody gettin' rich, in this bitch we gettin' rich
Pop a couple bottles and we pop a pussy bitch
No one can tell you what to do with all the money that you get
So put your money up, if you already know what's up
Everybody gettin' rich in this bitch we gettin' rich
Pop a couple bottles and we pop a pussy bitch
No one can tell you what to do with all the money that you get
So put your money up, if you already know what's up
Yeah, you already know what's up
Put that money where ya mouth is, ya bitch
And don't speak for me, unless you are my accountant, ya bitch
I feel like Kendrick, yeah my shows are fuckin' crowded, ya bitch
You gettin' clipped, bitch, if you on that bitch shit I got it like
They don't got it like me, I get to poppin'
Any bitches wanna fuck with me, better deepen them pockets
I gon' pull up in that Ghini, that Lambo got a new body
They ain't heard about me, but I'm topplin' everybody
I'm on the go now, I'm on Mars, baby
It's bouta go down, I throw hard, baby
If I give her them inches, she gon' take a yard, baby
Gon' have to run from the police because I'm at large, baby
Shit gon' fuck then suck, pull up in a big truck
I don't need that big luck, I don't need no damn crush
Better d-d-duck, I'mma fuck a bitch up
Better put ya money up, if you already know what's up!
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