It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker (BIA, BIA)
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
And don't keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah
I can't wear the shit you bitches wear because 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
Ho, don't run up
If you broke and in my business, then just shut up
I invested in my body bitch, I'm done up
I look good, I like to f*ck him when the sun up, uh
I put on my jewelry 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, give a f*ck about a hater
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
And don't keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah
White on white Bentley, trunk got the engine
Ho tryna get near me, bitch, stay up outta my mentions
Birkin bag, got plenty, twenty racks and Fendi
Got time for these messy hoes in my business, 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
When the pack landed a check cleared and this what you hear, uh
I put on my jewelry 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, give a f*ck about a hater
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
And don't keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes
(BIA, BIA)
BIA - WHOLE LOTTA MONEY Lyrics
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It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker (BIA, BIA)
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
And don't keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah
I can't wear the shit you bitches wear because 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
Ho, don't run up
If you broke and in my business, then just shut up
I invested in my body bitch, I'm done up
I look good, I like to f*ck him when the sun up, uh
I put on my jewelry 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, give a f*ck about a hater
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
And don't keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah
White on white Bentley, trunk got the engine
Ho tryna get near me, bitch, stay up outta my mentions
Birkin bag, got plenty, twenty racks and Fendi
Got time for these messy hoes in my business, 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
When the pack landed a check cleared and this what you hear, uh
I put on my jewelry 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, give a f*ck about a hater
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
And don't keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes
(BIA, BIA)
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
And don't keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah
I can't wear the shit you bitches wear because 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
Ho, don't run up
If you broke and in my business, then just shut up
I invested in my body bitch, I'm done up
I look good, I like to f*ck him when the sun up, uh
I put on my jewelry 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, give a f*ck about a hater
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
And don't keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah
White on white Bentley, trunk got the engine
Ho tryna get near me, bitch, stay up outta my mentions
Birkin bag, got plenty, twenty racks and Fendi
Got time for these messy hoes in my business, 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
When the pack landed a check cleared and this what you hear, uh
I put on my jewelry 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, give a f*ck about a hater
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
It's a whole lotta money in this motherf*cker
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old
And don't keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold
I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold
I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes
(BIA, BIA)
Writer: Bianca Landrau, London Jae, Rodrick Doss, Terence Jamiel Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, CTM OUTLANDER MUSIC LP, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, CTM OUTLANDER MUSIC LP, Downtown Music Publishing
• "Whole Lotta Money" is a song by American rapper Bia, released on May 18, 2021, as the fifth single from Bia's second EP, For Certain.
• Following viral success on social media platform TikTok, the song's original version peaked at number three on the US Bubbling Under Hot 100 chart.
• A remix featuring American rapper Nicki Minaj was released on July 9, 2021,and reached the top 20 of the Billboard Hot 100.
• BIA, sitting next to Minaj during the livestream, looked appropriately starstruck and teary throughout by Minaj’s recollection of events. She later tweeted, “I love you @NICKIMINAJ I know you didn’t have to and you did and you will always have my heart for that. Nothing will ever change that. Thank you.”
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BIA• Following viral success on social media platform TikTok, the song's original version peaked at number three on the US Bubbling Under Hot 100 chart.
• A remix featuring American rapper Nicki Minaj was released on July 9, 2021,and reached the top 20 of the Billboard Hot 100.
• BIA, sitting next to Minaj during the livestream, looked appropriately starstruck and teary throughout by Minaj’s recollection of events. She later tweeted, “I love you @NICKIMINAJ I know you didn’t have to and you did and you will always have my heart for that. Nothing will ever change that. Thank you.”
-Wikipedia-
From Album: For Certain
Genre(s): Rap
Length: 2:36
Written by: Bianca Landrau, London Jae, Rodrick Doss, Terence Jamiel Williams
Produced by: London Jae
Released: May 18th, 2021