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Rob49 - On Dat Money Lyrics



Rob49 - On Dat Money Lyrics
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[ Featuring Cardi B ]

F*ck me on that money, bitch
Bitch, f*ck me on that money (yeah)
Nigga, f*ck, money, man
(Old hundred)
F*ck me on that money, man (ayy)
F*ck me on that money, yeah
I'm playin' with you (yeah), yeah

Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga, I f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummin', hoo
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, huh

Bad ho, don't come cheap, alright
Put bad hoes on fleek, alright
First class flight'll change your life
Pussy tight, raise your price (yeah)
Buy you some new tit alright
Put your smile on fleek, alright
Leave 'em broke niggas
Girl, them rich niggas, we gon' treat you right (yeah)
My bitch bad, she look just like a bag of money (alright)
Every time she call me, she say can she have some money
I say, "Can I get a threesome?" (Yeah)
She say, "Boy, you funny" (boy, you funny)
But you don't see me laughin'
Come sit that twat down on 'em hundreds (yeah, yeah)

Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga, I f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummin', hoo
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, huh

Yeah, uh, f*ck me right there on that money
I ride dick on my feet, I be hoppin' like a bunny (uh)
I'm a freak, slut me out, you gon' see me get disgustin'
I be suckin' dick from scratch
When it's soft, when it's gummy, woo (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, take this pussy from me
I don't want no more kids
Put them right there on my tummy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Right there on that money
Woo (yeah), woo (yeah), woo (yeah)
Right there on that money, look
F*ck me on the money (yes)
Bitch, we don't need no bed
Put that money on me (frrt)
Like that nigga you want dead, look
Send that Zelle for me, pick out my nails for me
You gon' CC what this throat do when you put Chanel on me (ah)
He said, "Okay, baby, turn me up, and pop that pussy for me"
Ayy, okay, up and down, make it clap, start applaudin'
Ayy, okay (woo), turn around (woo), bend it over, don't be boring (woo)
Ayy, okay, spread my legs, tongue out, I'm Michael Jordan (woo, woo, woo, woo)

Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga, I f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummin', hoo
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, huh (right there on that money, yeah)
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F*ck me on that money, bitch
Bitch, f*ck me on that money (yeah)
Nigga, f*ck, money, man
(Old hundred)
F*ck me on that money, man (ayy)
F*ck me on that money, yeah
I'm playin' with you (yeah), yeah

Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga, I f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummin', hoo
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, huh

Bad ho, don't come cheap, alright
Put bad hoes on fleek, alright
First class flight'll change your life
Pussy tight, raise your price (yeah)
Buy you some new tit alright
Put your smile on fleek, alright
Leave 'em broke niggas
Girl, them rich niggas, we gon' treat you right (yeah)
My bitch bad, she look just like a bag of money (alright)
Every time she call me, she say can she have some money
I say, "Can I get a threesome?" (Yeah)
She say, "Boy, you funny" (boy, you funny)
But you don't see me laughin'
Come sit that twat down on 'em hundreds (yeah, yeah)

Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga, I f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummin', hoo
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, huh

Yeah, uh, f*ck me right there on that money
I ride dick on my feet, I be hoppin' like a bunny (uh)
I'm a freak, slut me out, you gon' see me get disgustin'
I be suckin' dick from scratch
When it's soft, when it's gummy, woo (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, take this pussy from me
I don't want no more kids
Put them right there on my tummy (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Right there on that money
Woo (yeah), woo (yeah), woo (yeah)
Right there on that money, look
F*ck me on the money (yes)
Bitch, we don't need no bed
Put that money on me (frrt)
Like that nigga you want dead, look
Send that Zelle for me, pick out my nails for me
You gon' CC what this throat do when you put Chanel on me (ah)
He said, "Okay, baby, turn me up, and pop that pussy for me"
Ayy, okay, up and down, make it clap, start applaudin'
Ayy, okay (woo), turn around (woo), bend it over, don't be boring (woo)
Ayy, okay, spread my legs, tongue out, I'm Michael Jordan (woo, woo, woo, woo)

Tell her, "Turn me up," pop that pussy for me, hoo
I'm a rich nigga, I f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo (yeah)
Get your nails done, you know I hate it when you bummin', hoo
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, hoo
Yeah, right there on that money, huh
Bring them blues out (yeah)
And f*ck you right there on that money, huh (right there on that money, yeah)
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Writer: Belcalis Almanzar, Gamal Lewis, Ian Lewis, Robert Thomas
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Rob49 - On Dat Money Video
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Performed By: Rob49
Featuring: Cardi B
Genre(s): Hip Hop, R&B
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Belcalis Almanzar, Gamal Lewis, Ian Lewis, Robert Thomas
Released: July 18th, 2024
Year: 2024

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