MONEY lyrics

[Intro]
(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I love money, 'cause I love the shoppin'
This b*tch told me to pick her so I dropped that ho a dollar (Huh, huh)
We get cash, yeah, I'm talkin' guala
Chain up, boxin' heavy, 'round my chest just like a brawler, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Are you serious? She told me "Yes, bae, why you nervous?"
My brodie want the best sh*t, he put the work in
Where your squad at? They comin' late just like some virgins
Talk sh*t, but keep consistent, 'cause we might havе to touch your neck

[Verse]
My lil' b*tch spiced up, she put whitе sh*t on her breasts
I said she put that sh*t up on her tummy
Wa-walk in double C with contraband and covers on it
Do not talk to me, these pussies yappin' 'bout the fake sh*t that they got from back in 2017 with dirty money
I got so much cheese up in my pocket that these b*tches turn to rats and learnin' just now how to act, but it gets funny

[Bridge]
Whoa, but girl you're flawless to me
Why'd you walk out with the baggage on me?
How'd you put all that trust up on me? Whoa
Show me it gets better for me
[Chorus]
I love money, 'cause I love the shoppin'
This b*tch told me to pick her so I dropped that ho a dollar (Huh, huh)
We get cash, yeah, I'm talkin' guala
Chain up, boxin' heavy, 'round my chest just like a brawler, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
Are you serious? She told me "Yes, bae, why you nervous?"
My brodie want the best sh*t, he put the work in
Where your squad at? They comin' late just like some virgins
Talk sh*t, but keep consistent, 'cause we might have to touch your neck

[Outro]
(Squad, squad, squad)
(Yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, whoa, whoa)