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When she on the road she forget about everything else She doin' tricks on the road and tricks on the pole and everything else She don't depend on the Lord, 'bout hunnid a show She need nobody help Just tryna figure it out Tired of livin' without All of these one, ten, twenty, fifty, hunnids girl, you can't even count See, all of these ones, twenty, fifty, hunnids gon' fill up your business account You need a different amount Here, put this shit in the couch I know you with your girls tonight But don't tеll 'em just stick in the couch You want more liquor, wе out Need one more brick and we out I know you dropped out of college to pursue the models and thinkin' that you took a different route Tryna do shit on the low, don't wan't no one to know, you ain't in it for clout You said that it was a drought You said you in or you out You tryna be a better you, I get it She on the 'Gram, poppin' like confetti She only dance, she don't do the telly She get the bands, nigga we could bet it I heard she started fuckin' wit' a P Then she stackin' dead friends like she Melly And she said, "Niggas, they ain't fuckin' wit' me" So go tell your best friend that I said that she different, slide over here Songtexte Money, pussy run the world She the type of girl to get it, say she got it Body magazine or a fitting clean Stunning, she the trending topic Private entrance to the tropic Want it and cop it Shorty too bad and you can't even knock it Fly little bitch, don't need bitches [?] jock it We keep it flowin' 'round here ain't no stoppin' Too fly, too fly Get it poppin' by myself I-I-I-I don't need nobody else Got my nigga on the side but my ho's on the vibe For that pussy, suicide While I wipeout, like tap out-out Fallin for me, know I'm movin' Some nights, deposits [?], this ain't new shit Fiendin' to tell your friends just how I do it If it ain't me baby, then who? When you back, keep it movin', lil' baby New Chanel for the newer you, baby I know that I influenced you, baby Hustle just like a steward, you baby They don't know what you do for a bag All that shit that we did, it ain't normal Get the money and put it in order All this money, they couldn't afford her She said he makin' a right We got some in the chamber We could kill him tonight She said she wit' all the danger And she say she ride for the key And I know that for certain She don't know what I did But she know that it's workin', nigga It's a different side over here (Jay on the fuckin' juice) (Run it up, Beezee) Aus Songtexte Mania