WHOLE LOTTA MONEY

It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker (BIA, BIA)
 It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
 Ain't no came in with no broke shit, that broke shit get old
 Ain't no came in with no hoe shit, the hoe get too bold
 I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
 I might paint my coupe bright, just to match with my toes
 Yeah
 I can't wear the shit you bitches wear 'cause it's cheap to me
 It's some money at my table, grab a seat with me
 Cost a ticket just to cover all my legal fees
 I don't hang with jealous bitches, that's a weak disease
 Hoe don't run up
 If you broke and in my business, thеn just shut up (shh)
 I invested in my body bitch, I'm done up
 I look good, I likе to fuck him when the sun up (oh)
 I put all my jewellery just to go to the bodega
 And I keep it with me just so that I'm feeling safer
 Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega
 Bitch I'm getting money, get the fuck up outta here
 It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
 It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
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 Ain't no came in with no broke shit, that broke shit get old
 Ain't no came in with no hoe shit, the hoe get too bold
 I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
 I might paint my coupe bright, just to match with my toes
 White on white Bentley
 Trunk out the engine
 Hoe tryna get near me
 Bitch, stay up outta my mentions
 Thinking 'bout got plenty
 20 racks and Fendi
 Got time for these messy hoes in my bussiness, I ain't with it
 Got right now, not next
 Need M's on all of my checks
 Don't worry 'bout who I text
 Just know it ain't my ex
 Lotta rich niggas in here
 No bitch niggas in here
 Want a packland and a check clear, and then that's what you hear (ah)
 I put all my jewellery just to go to the bodega
 And I keep it with me just so that I'm feeling safer
 Fendi on my body but my feet is in Bottega
 Bitch I'm getting money, get the fuck up outta here
 It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
 It's a whole lotta money in this motherfucker
 Ain't no came in with no broke shit, that broke shit get old
 Ain't no came in with no hoe shit, the hoe get too bold
 I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
 I might paint my coupe bright, just to match with my toes
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 BIA, BIA