paroles de chanson Bag of Money - Rick Ross , Wale , Meek Mill , T-Pain
My
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
That
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
I
go
and
get
it
and
I
let
her
count
it
for
me
I
treat
her
good
and
she
always
ride
it
for
me
My
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
That
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
I
go
and
get
it
and
I
let
her
count
it
for
me
I
treat
her
good
and
she
always
ride
it
for
me
She
got
me
caught
up
in
the
moment
She
got
me
caught
up
in
the
moment
I
only
kiss
her
when
she
on
it
Treat
her
good,
make
her
call
me
in
the
morning
My
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
That
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
I
go
and
get
it
and
I
let
her
count
it
for
me
I
treat
her
good
and
she
always
ride
it
for
me
My
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
That
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
I
go
and
get
it
and
I
let
her
count
it
for
me
I
treat
her
good
and
she
always
ride
it
for
me
Temporary
forever,
levitate
with
a
n****
I
can
teach
you,
till
you
hate
me
but
you
hate
them
naval
kisses
We
can
do
like
8 positions
Hit
it
til
your
make
up
missing
Baby
girl
my
stroke
official
And
you
know
I
paint
that
picture
Hoes
on
my
line,
most
of
'em
9's
Couple
of
'em
dimes
but
all
my
hoes
is
hard
to
find
And
I
ain't
always
on
the
prowl
its
just
my
soda
mixed
with
brown
Got
me
quite
open
for
a
while
So
let
me
in
or
let
me
out
And
I
like
my
marijuana
bright
And
I
like
my
window
tinted
out
Shout
out
them
strippers
who
hustle
Yeah
George
you
know
what
this
about
I
just
might
throw
a
big
amount
Don't
know
if
I'm
'posed
to
take
you
out
I
just
know
I'm
'posed
to
praise
you
up
Don't
mean
I
ain't
'posed
to
take
you
down
Word
up
My
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
That
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
I
go
and
get
it
and
I
let
her
count
it
for
me
I
treat
her
good
and
she
always
ride
it
for
me
My
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
That
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
I
go
and
get
it
and
I
let
her
count
it
for
me
I
treat
her
good
and
she
always
ride
it
for
me
My
chick
bad
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
E'rry
time
she
f***
me
she
say
"can
I
have
some
money?"
And
I
say
"can
I
get
a
threesome?"
She
say
"boy,
you
funny"
But
I
be
like
foreal,
just
pick
up
that
phone
Call
on
one
of
your
girls
When
I'm
on
that
pill
and
I
pop
that
perc
Girl
I
put
in
that
work
Long
as
she
come
to
me
first
Its
14
racks
what
I
put
on
that
purse
Shit
that
Birkin
bag,
make
the
old
dude
mad
When
I
murk
through
passed
in
a
dark
blue
jag
Say
she
like
my
style
but
I
talk
too
fast
And
I
got
that
drive
and
she
just
might
crash
Hold
up
She
say
she
f******
with
me
the
long
way
She
gon'
ride
this
d***
I
had
a
long
day
N****
look
at
my
chick
you
looking
the
wrong
way
Something
mean,
look
exactly
just
like
the
song
say
My
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
That
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
I
go
and
get
it
and
I
let
her
count
it
for
me
I
treat
her
good
and
she
always
ride
it
for
me
My
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
That
chick
bad,
looking
like
a
bag
of
money
I
go
and
get
it
and
I
let
her
count
it
for
me
I
treat
her
good
and
she
always
ride
it
for
me
She
got
me
caught
up
in
the
moment
She
got
me
caught
up
in
the
moment
I
only
kiss
her
when
she
on
it
Treat
her
good,
make
her
call
me
in
the
morning
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