Bag of Money (feat. Rick Ross & 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