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Tay Muhf*ckin' Money
It get real in this bitch
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)

Walk in the mall
Spend what you don't
I can buy what you want
Droppin' they jaws
Makin' em stop
Chillin' with bae on a yacht
Pull up to the spot
My bitches is hot (hot)
They gotta gimme me my got
Look at my rock (burr)
This shit a bop (burr)
Baby, I'm somethin' she not
Try this shit once (once)
Spend what you make in a month
What's wrong? You was up
You used to not give a f*ck
Blowin' my line, what's up?
What do you need?
You gotta pay me a fee
You just not my speed, oh well
You be for the team, motel
I'm gon' run it up, Odell

First
Do what you do (okay)
Don't worry 'bout me (girl)
Is this your dude? (Right here)
Now number two (ugh, ugh, ugh)
Take it to the floor (take it to the floor)
Skip number three (skip number three)
Go straight to number four
Shake it on five (ayy, ayy)
Six in the mornin' (okay)
Seven on the dice (wake up)
He eight all night (Money)
He not my type (uh-uh)
Tay Money plus nine (uh-uh)
Nah, I mean ten (ten)
'Cause we all dimes (Money)

Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh

Rockin' these boys to sleep
One sheet, two sheet, that's three
I'm in Dior and this shit ain't cheap
I get a new weave every week
She like, "Damn, who dat?" Bitch, me
You know what it is when you see me
Blowin' big tree in the VIP
I don't give a f*ck if they don't like me
Need six digits (ayy, ayy)
Under four minutes (okay, okay)
Need two hours (two hours)
To pick my pendant (okay)
Diamonds bussin' (ayy, ayy)
Your head is spinnin' (okay)
It ain't no touchin' (girl)
You must be trippin' (I'll slap the shit out you)

First
Do what you do (okay)
Don't worry 'bout me (girl)
Is this your dude? (Right here)
Now number two (ugh, ugh, ugh)
Take it to the floor (take it to the floor)
Skip number three (skip number three)
Go straight to number four
Shake it on five (ayy, ayy)
Six in the mornin' (okay)
Seven on the dice (wake up)
He eight all night (Money)
He not my type (uh-uh)
Tay Money plus nine (uh-uh)
Nah, I mean ten (ten)
'Cause we all dimes (Money)

Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
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Tay Muhf*ckin' Money
It get real in this bitch
(B-B-Bankroll Got It)

Walk in the mall
Spend what you don't
I can buy what you want
Droppin' they jaws
Makin' em stop
Chillin' with bae on a yacht
Pull up to the spot
My bitches is hot (hot)
They gotta gimme me my got
Look at my rock (burr)
This shit a bop (burr)
Baby, I'm somethin' she not
Try this shit once (once)
Spend what you make in a month
What's wrong? You was up
You used to not give a f*ck
Blowin' my line, what's up?
What do you need?
You gotta pay me a fee
You just not my speed, oh well
You be for the team, motel
I'm gon' run it up, Odell

First
Do what you do (okay)
Don't worry 'bout me (girl)
Is this your dude? (Right here)
Now number two (ugh, ugh, ugh)
Take it to the floor (take it to the floor)
Skip number three (skip number three)
Go straight to number four
Shake it on five (ayy, ayy)
Six in the mornin' (okay)
Seven on the dice (wake up)
He eight all night (Money)
He not my type (uh-uh)
Tay Money plus nine (uh-uh)
Nah, I mean ten (ten)
'Cause we all dimes (Money)

Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh

Rockin' these boys to sleep
One sheet, two sheet, that's three
I'm in Dior and this shit ain't cheap
I get a new weave every week
She like, "Damn, who dat?" Bitch, me
You know what it is when you see me
Blowin' big tree in the VIP
I don't give a f*ck if they don't like me
Need six digits (ayy, ayy)
Under four minutes (okay, okay)
Need two hours (two hours)
To pick my pendant (okay)
Diamonds bussin' (ayy, ayy)
Your head is spinnin' (okay)
It ain't no touchin' (girl)
You must be trippin' (I'll slap the shit out you)

First
Do what you do (okay)
Don't worry 'bout me (girl)
Is this your dude? (Right here)
Now number two (ugh, ugh, ugh)
Take it to the floor (take it to the floor)
Skip number three (skip number three)
Go straight to number four
Shake it on five (ayy, ayy)
Six in the mornin' (okay)
Seven on the dice (wake up)
He eight all night (Money)
He not my type (uh-uh)
Tay Money plus nine (uh-uh)
Nah, I mean ten (ten)
'Cause we all dimes (Money)

Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh
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Writer: Dustin Cavazos, Eric Upchurch, Joel Banks, Samuel Melvin, Taylor Banks, Taylor Watson
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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