Money Gal lyrics

[Intro]
(I'm shy, oh my God)
Uh

[Chorus]
Yeah, the coupe in the garage, I spent hella bucks for it (Yeah)
I left that pus*y behind, I will not go back for it (No)
I like oversea designs, I will not wear Michael Kors (Yeah)
I pop a Percocet, I start liftin' off the floor (Floor)
We rich as f*ck right now, nobody I know is f*ckin' poor (Yeah)
I'm havin' bands right now, but you know I want some more (Whoa)
She walked into the spot, she said "It's money, money galore" (Woo)

[Verse]
I got racks on me now, I won't go back to that sh*t
We gon' hop in the sprint or go blow bands in Saks Fifth
Comme des Garçons all on me, Ricky the jacket
Thick model b*tch, she like thе way I catch it
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(I'm shy, oh my God)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yеah
Designer b*tches on me, designer clothes on me
I shoot the stick like Kobe
Man, rest in peace my homie
He broke, then he can't hold me
We comfortable, we cozy
She treat me like I'm holy
I am the one and only
[Chorus]
Yeah, the coupe in the garage, I spent hella bucks for it (Yeah)
I left that pus*y behind, I will not go back for it (No)
I like oversea designs, I will not wear Michael Kors (Yeah)
I pop a Percocet, I start liftin' off the floor (Floor)
We rich as f*ck right now, nobody I know is f*ckin' poor (Yeah)
I'm havin' bands right now, but you know I want some more (Whoa)
She walked into the spot, she said "It's money, money galore" (Woo)

[Outro]
Money, money galore
Money, money galore
Money, money galore
Money, money galore
Money, money galore