sad girl

Be a sad girl

Now I'm just a funny girl

With us

Be a sad girl

Now I'm just a funny girl (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, Vay, Vay)

You ain't have a bitch like this, used to have a bitch like that

You ain't had a bitch this rich back (Rich back, rich back)

I can make money flip, I got fat juicy lips

Come here, give me a kiss, bae (Mwah)

Mm, poke it out and get smacked

He know this is where is it's at, that's why he give me all his stacks, bae (Give me, give me money)

Mm, give me, give me some of that, all these hoes be showin' cat

They got this ho lit like Backpage (Backpage)

How much money did you make when you was this age? (This age)

Have you ever ran it up and flipped it three ways? (Three ways)

Have you ever popped that pussy on a weekday?

No nine to five, every day is a me day (Me day)

He gon' spend that money just so he can see bae

He gonna be a trick for a chance to be bae

I ran that scam on him and now he call me Ebay

Six figure bitch, I'm too bad for a cheap date

Why that bitch think that she can outdo me?

She dry and I'm gooey, they watch me like movies

Dance on hoes 'cause I like to get groovy

Might rock me a tutu and hit you with three threes

Why that bitch think that she can outdo me?

She dry and I'm gooey, they watch me like movies

Dance on hoes 'cause I like to get groovy

Might rock me a tutu and hit you with three threes

All our love, groovin' all your love

Groovin' all your love (Why that bitch think that she can outdo me?)

Groovin' all your love (She dry and I'm gooey, they watch me like movies)

Uh, yeah, I used to be sad, down bad, now I'm thinking 'bout a bag when I bust a nut

'Cause you can switch a **** out when your money up

Laugh to the bank, yeah, a bitch got her funny up

Yeah, I used to be sad, down bad, now I'm thinking 'bout a bag when I bust a nut

'Cause you can switch a **** out when your money up

Laugh to the bank, yeah, a bitch got her funny up

Groovin' all your love

You ain't have a bitch like this, used to have a bitch like that (Groovin' all your love)

You ain't had a bitch this rich, fact (Groovin' all your love, fact)

I can make money flip, I got fat juicy lips

Come here, give me a kiss, bae (Litter than Madonna, huh)

Mm, poke it out and get smacked

He know this is where is it's at, that's why he give me all his stacks, bae

Mm, give me, give me some of that, all these hoes be showin' cat

They got this ho lit like Backpage