Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money Bag, artist - Plies. Date of issue: 20.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Money Bag |
| Keep them sucker niggas in my rear view |
| Stay with loud, hater, I can’t hear you |
| Bought a new crib with the hill view |
| Squad got more green than the field do |
| Holla out, salute to my real troops |
| Head bustin' when we come through and peel roofs |
| Got my bitch a new weave, and some ill boots |
| Throwing big green at a teal coupe |
| Shined up, never need to touch it |
| And we ain’t filling y’all, like an empty bucket |
| Yo bitch just text like she ready to suck it |
| And I just drunk a fifth so I’m extra thuggish |
| So I turned on my way, no one, no day |
| The west is behind me like my name Kanye |
| Fly everyday, no gotty pass |
| And I came through stunting with a money bag |
| Came through stunting with a money bag |
| Picture me, no shirt. |
| With a Mac 90 wrapped in my t-shirt. |
| Sit court side, with a bitch war |
| Got bond money on me if they do come |
| Fuck, nigga, you’on know me! |
| Won’t roll like that you try to rob me |
| If you with me and you don’t shoot |
| Then I’m airing out yo motherfuckin ass too… |
| I’m in a car with a bitch that got a boyfriend |
| I faint in her pussy, talking to her boyfriend |
| Got a Porsche in my pocket, all C-Notes |
| Got a face in my lap, all deco |
| Still fuck a bitch in my backseat |
| With a yoppa on the floor, right beside me |
| Said the dick in her chest, I told her my bad! |
| Run up on me 'n leave with a shit bag |
| I rolled with my brother when he went fed |
| Poured a whole fifth out, for my niggas dead |
| Got a stack I’ll pay who got a best head |
| I ain’t coming out your mouth 'till ya throat red |
| You ain’t fucking with me, nigga, you got lil money, |
| I ain’t fucking with you neither, biii done told on me |
| I’m a grand on this end, ain’t shit a hundred |
| Threw my dope out the window see patrol coming |
| All you niggas went broke, better tighten up |
| All you hoes ain’t fucking, better back up |
| Look how she looking at me, wanna eat a nigga |
| Them niggas ain’t got a bitch, we the niggas! |
| Better snap out, or you get left, hoe! |
| Can’t get your bitch pregnant, she on depo. |
| Got yo bitch in a corner she on time out |
| Told her pull her pants down and knock the line out |