Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Money Bag , by - Cardi B. Release date: 05.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Money Bag |
| Money bag, money bag |
| Money bag, bitch, I'm lookin' like a money bag |
| Money bag |
| Cardi |
| I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday |
| This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say |
| I said "Bae, it's a snack," he said it's a entrée |
| With them pretty ass twins, you look like Beyoncé |
| Lookin' like |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag |
| He can tell from the front I got ass behind me |
| And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway |
| Lookin' like |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, woo |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag |
| And my bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaids |
| And they all bloody gang so don't be talking sideways |
| He said I'm protein thick, you look like a thottie, sis |
| He make sure he put Cardi down on his grocery list |
| Now why this bitch tryna look on my Snap? |
| I take your man and I won't give him back |
| I just walk into the booth and attack |
| I hit this grind, the roof gon' collapse |
| I been broke my whole life |
| I have no clue what to do with these racks |
| Wig be laid, waist snatched, ass fat, straight facts |
| Got lips like Angelina, Bentley truck tangerine, uh |
| Tramps jumping on my dick, that's why they call it trampoline, uh |
| I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday |
| This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say |
| I said "Bae, it's a snack," he said it's a entrée |
| With them pretty ass twins, you look like Beyoncé |
| Lookin' like |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag |
| He can tell from the front I got ass behind me |
| And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway |
| Lookin' like |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, woo |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag |
| And my bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaids |
| And they all bloody gang so don't be talking sideways |
| These bitches salty, they sodium |
| They jelly, petroleum |
| Always talkin' in the background |
| Don't never come to the podium |
| Chef Cardi B, I'm cookin' up |
| I see you hoes at the stove again |
| While you hoes were sleepin' on me, I made 40 bands by 4 pm |
| They be taking shots, miss miss |
| X and O, kiss kiss |
| Everythin' your nigga want, I'm like a walkin' wishlist |
| I don't understand what this hate is about |
| How you gon' suck yo man dick with my name in yo mouth? |
| I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday |
| This is sweet pussy Saturday, that's just what Plies say |
| I said "Bae, it's a snack," he said it's a entrée |
| With them pretty ass twins, you look like Beyoncé |
| Lookin' like |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag |
| He can tell from the front I got ass behind me |
| And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway |
| Lookin' like |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, uh |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, yeah |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag, woo |
| Money bag, money bag, money bag |
| And my bitches with me pretty, too, they look like bridesmaids |
| And they all bloody gang so don't be talking sideways |