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Spend a Check
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Spend a Check was released on April 4, 2019 by INW Music Group as a part of the album Spend a Check - Single
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Release DateApril 4, 2019
LabelINW Music Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miranda P Moore
Miranda P Moore
Songwriter

Lyrics

Aye, Aye
Fuck it up, fuck it up
These bitches mad cause I fuck it up
Ahh ahh, ahh ahh, ahh ahh
Spend a check, spend a check
Make these **** spend a check, spend a check
Lookin' like a circus, way I move like acrobat
Payin' my bills tonight, drop it down, I make it back
I'ma throw it back, if you keep on spendin' cash
Watch me bust it open, if you got the moolah
They know I'm the baddest bitch, I'm colder than a cool'a
Empty out ya bank account and I'ma do the fool'a
Body out this world, yeah, yo **** call me moon rock
You got the bag, I need it now
Makin' it rain, floodin' it out
He like my phatty
I like his wealth
Makin' it clap, doin' it loud
Money is the only thing that makes me slippery
Do not give a fuck bout what you think, yo **** into me
Walk in that bitch and I fuck it up
I'm feeling good, don't go fuck it up
He got that bag, need to give it up
G'immie the cash, I'ma run it up
Bust it down, give you something to remember in the mornin'
Made him realize that them other bitches really borin'
Make these **** spend a check, spend a check
Lookin' like a circus, way I move like acrobat
Payin' my bills tonight, drop it down, I make it back
I'ma throw it back, if you keep on spendin' cash
Watch me bust it open, if you got the moolah
They know I'm the baddest bitch, I'm colder than a cool'a
Empty out ya bank account and I'ma do the fool'a
Body out this world, yeah, yo **** call me moon rock
Fuck it up, fuck it up
These bitches mad cause I fuck it up
Run it up, run it up
I get the bag then I run it up
No cap, bitches mad cause I flex
Now yo **** want me
Fuck his feelings, where's the check
Climb up top, ass drop, pussy pop
Get it hot, fuck it up
Make him bust, soda pop
He in his feelings, I'm in my bag
On to the next, he got it bad
He think he gone get the pussy cat
I wanna know where the money at
Make these **** spend a check, spend a check
Lookin' like a circus, way I move like acrobat
Payin' my bills tonight, drop it down, I make it back
I'ma throw it back, if you keep on spendin' cash
Watch me bust it open, if you got the moolah
They know I'm the baddest bitch, I'm colder than a cool'a
Empty out ya bank account and I'ma do the fool'a
Body out this world, yeah, yo **** call me moon rock
Written by: Miranda P Moore
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