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(Helluva made this beat, baby) She ain't doing shit for a nigga that's broke But if the money's right, she'll drop and do the splits She can make a dick disappear like magic All you gotta do is tell her that you wanna trick They gon' talk down 'cause she dancing on the pole Call her what you want, but you can't call her broke You could tell she 'bout money when she walk through the door Call her what you want, but you can't call her broke Give that bitch some money, she deserve it Give that bitch some money, she be workin' Give that bitch some money, she deserve it Give that bitch some money, she be workin' Give that bitch some money Closed mouths don't get fed, you better ask for somethin' God ain't give you all that ass for nothin' She got way more curves than the average bitch She could walk down the street and cause accidents She got ass like a half a horse Make a married man wanna file divorce I heard she wore a tight dress to the church Sunday And had the preacher trying to spend all that church money She ain't doing shit for a nigga that's broke But if the money's right, she'll drop and do the splits She can make a dick disappear like magic All you gotta do is tell her that you wanna trick They gon' talk down 'cause she dancing on the pole Call her what you want, but you can't call her broke You could tell she 'bout money when she walk through the door Call her what you want, but you can't call her broke Give that bitch some money, she deserve it Give that bitch some money, she be workin' Give that bitch some money, she deserve it Give that bitch some money, she be workin' Give that bitch some money E-mail in her bio, tryna get booked She a bad bitch, keep it real and she cook Probably paid for that ass, is it real as it look? I just wanna see if it feel like it looks Spend some money on her, appreciation She gon' bring her friend with her, initiation I'ma get some head from 'em, meditation Then give 'em that dope dick, medication She ain't doing shit for a nigga that's broke But if the money's right, she'll drop and do the splits She can make a dick disappear like magic All you gotta do is tell her that you wanna trick They gon' talk down 'cause she dancing on the pole Call her what you want, but you can't call her broke You could tell she 'bout money when she walk through the door Call her what you want, but you can't call her broke Give that bitch some money, she deserve it Give that bitch some money, she be workin' Give that bitch some money, she deserve it Give that bitch some money, she be workin' Give that bitch some money If you ain't spendin' no money, what you doin' in here? She been working in the club every day for a year You need to go back home if you can't give no cash She give your dirty ass a lap-dance and catch a rash She a hustler, I can't say the same for you Get a peek at the pussy is what you came to do You full of shit, keep saying you don't her to dance You can't be here if you don't come with no bands Give that bitch some money, she deserve it Give that bitch some money, she be workin' Give that bitch some money Shoutout to the real ones that know how to get it Get your money, girl Give that bitch some money
Writer(s): Todd Anthony Shaw, Martin Mccurtis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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