Letra On Dat Money - Rob49
Fuck me on that money, bitch
Bitch, fuck me on that money (Yeah)
Nigga, fuck me on that money, man
Old hundred
Fuck me on that money, man (Ayy)
Fuck me on that money, yeah
I'm not playin' with you (Yeah), yeah
Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga, I fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummy, hoo
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, huh
Bad ho, don't come cheap, alright
Put bad hoes on fleek, alright
First class flight'll change your life
Pussy tight, raise your price (Yeah)
Buy you some new teeth alright
Put your smile on fleek, alright
Leave 'em broke niggas
Girl, them rich niggas, we gon' treat you right (Yeah)
My bitch bad, she look just like a bag of money (Alright)
Every time she call me, she say can she have some money
I say, "Can I get a threesome?" (Yeah) She say, "Boy, you funny"
But you won't see me laughin', come sit that twat down on 'em hundreds, hoo (Yeah, yeah)
Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga (Yeah), I fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummy, hoo
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money (Yeah)
Yeah, uh, fuck me right there on that money
I ride dick on my feet, I be hoppin' like a bunny (Uh)
I'm a freak, slut me out, you gon' see me get disgustin' (Haha)
I be suckin' dick from scratch, when it's soft, when it's gummy, woo (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, take this pussy from me
I don't want no more kids, put them right there on my tummy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Right there on that money (Woo, woo, yeah, yeah)
Right there on that money, look (Haha)
Fuck me on the money (Yes)
Bitch, we don't need no bed
Put that money on me (Frr)
Like that nigga you want dead, look (Baow)
Send that Zelle for me, pick out my nails for me
You gon' see-see what this throat do when you put Chanel on me (Aah)
He said, "Okay, baby, turn me up, and pop that pussy for me"
Ayy, okay, up and down, make it clap, start applaudin'
Ayy, okay (Woo), turn around (Woo), bend it over, don’t be boring (Woo)
Ayy, okay, spread my legs, tongue out, I'm Michael Jordan (Woo, woo, woo, woo, yeah, yeah)
Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga (Yeah), I fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummy, hoo
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money (Yeah)
Bitch, fuck me on that money (Yeah)
Nigga, fuck me on that money, man
Old hundred
Fuck me on that money, man (Ayy)
Fuck me on that money, yeah
I'm not playin' with you (Yeah), yeah
Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga, I fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummy, hoo
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, huh
Bad ho, don't come cheap, alright
Put bad hoes on fleek, alright
First class flight'll change your life
Pussy tight, raise your price (Yeah)
Buy you some new teeth alright
Put your smile on fleek, alright
Leave 'em broke niggas
Girl, them rich niggas, we gon' treat you right (Yeah)
My bitch bad, she look just like a bag of money (Alright)
Every time she call me, she say can she have some money
I say, "Can I get a threesome?" (Yeah) She say, "Boy, you funny"
But you won't see me laughin', come sit that twat down on 'em hundreds, hoo (Yeah, yeah)
Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga (Yeah), I fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummy, hoo
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money (Yeah)
Yeah, uh, fuck me right there on that money
I ride dick on my feet, I be hoppin' like a bunny (Uh)
I'm a freak, slut me out, you gon' see me get disgustin' (Haha)
I be suckin' dick from scratch, when it's soft, when it's gummy, woo (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, take this pussy from me
I don't want no more kids, put them right there on my tummy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Right there on that money (Woo, woo, yeah, yeah)
Right there on that money, look (Haha)
Fuck me on the money (Yes)
Bitch, we don't need no bed
Put that money on me (Frr)
Like that nigga you want dead, look (Baow)
Send that Zelle for me, pick out my nails for me
You gon' see-see what this throat do when you put Chanel on me (Aah)
He said, "Okay, baby, turn me up, and pop that pussy for me"
Ayy, okay, up and down, make it clap, start applaudin'
Ayy, okay (Woo), turn around (Woo), bend it over, don’t be boring (Woo)
Ayy, okay, spread my legs, tongue out, I'm Michael Jordan (Woo, woo, woo, woo, yeah, yeah)
Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga (Yeah), I fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo (Yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummy, hoo
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Print them blues out (Yeah), and fuck you right there on that money (Yeah)
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Turn it up, turn me up in the headphones, Turn me up more, man, some more, Yeah, Biggest in this shit, man, fuck a nigga talkin' about?, Slow motion better than no motion, man, Shit, yeah, Soon as I wake up, it's...
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