Money Make Me Come Lyrics by Rick Ross


Rick Ross Lyrics

Money Make Me Come Lyrics
[Girl: Talkin]
Dis for the trill bitches f*ck a nigga money make me cum
Boss u betta tell em

[Rick Ross:]
I need a real bitch 365 let her count the cheese let her see the pies
Might say I'm foolish but we have a bond
She make moves on my behalf when I had no bond all the death threats cause I owe'd niggas
She told me get rest those are hoe niggas that's a real bitch she had to show niggas cause I
Was blind to the fact she was a hoe nigga I'm counting dough nigga she'll double count
Somthin come up short she'll point it out niggas try to holla she will point it out
She will catch a flight she will run a route

[Chorus]
We got grams in this bitch girl come and get you some
Money make me cum money money make me cum [x3]

She a real bitch so she gotta stunt she get her weave done at least five times a month
She don't call em purses bitch call em bags I don't know the names I know they cost some
Stacks she deserves this she serves a purpose she saves her juice box till it looks perfect
F*ck the aston martin f*ck with a astranaut I'm in the gulf streams knots in my aston watch
I need a real bitch[x2] ass like trina and the brains is the business I needs a real bitch
She get ya what ya need she get ya what ya want she even roll ya weed

[Chorus]

I need a real bitch 365 let her count the cheese can't believe her eyes
Might sayim foolish but we have a bond she make moves on my behalf when
I had no bond cop the big ranch let her move in it the condo around the corner with all the
Tools in it take her two minutes she'll be there and back so when u c that pretty
Face u betta lay it flat

[Chorus: till it fades]
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