Bag Full of Money

She wants to be dazzled by diamonds, a dame dipped in gold Behold, this bonnie right beside me straight up cold Who knows, if she be loving me or what I hold Inside my hand, right here we stand another story to unfold Another glorious hello to this whole squadron of po-po I'm sorry little piggies but the two of us must roll So we'd appreciate some room or get the boom straight to the tomb Cause we don't mess around with all this silly gloom and freakin doom La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la She loves me like a million dollars La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la She loves me like a million dollars La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I'll be your big daddy, roll up in the caddy One hand on my thigh while the other rolls a fatty She's sweet as sin in Cincinnati while my kitty getting catty Ima saddle up and ride into the valley Sadly, today is not your day I gotta say My pretty prison vixen is addicted to this luxury She got an appetite for dynamite and all the finer kinds of life Designer minded, diamond finding, lovely lady love me like La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la She loves me like a million dollars La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la She loves me like a million dollars La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Back on the run with a bag full of money and a gun Why son you never had to be so high strung Young one Staring down a batallion tryna front Like you're down with Mt. Zion If you wanna rock like a murderer You keep frontin' ain't nobody ever heard of ya We'll cut you down by the brick like a third of ya It's absurd of ya Little Stranger gonna bring it to you now like La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la