Lyrics
I'm yelling woo
I'm yelling woo
I'm yelling woo
I'm yelling woo
VVS's on the pinky ring
I told my ex hoe I'm on to better things
Yeah we getting money but it ain't the same
These niggas acting different since that money came
You be on some broke shit
In the strip club you don't ever throw shit
Oh you the man how? You don't ever show shit
Boy you a worker you be stunting like you know shit
I been on a mission
You don't understand the shit I go through
Act dumb money make her do what she supposed to
Balling your man wanna know why you ain't come through
Tell that nigga not tonight you missing curfew
Bitch I been going hard cause I'm feeling like the shit
When I get that money I'ma throw it at a bitch
I'm feeling like the shit
When I get that money I'ma throw it at a bitch
I'ma throw it at a bitch
Late nights in the limelight
D'usse get my motherfucking mind right
She gon' bust it open when the time right
Enough shots she gon' do me like it's prime night
On God she better be a beast though
Pretty face I'ma eat her like a bistro
You know what I mean though can I get a piece though
She gon' do it for the paper so I'm Kinkos
Mama like to dance for the money dance for the money
Dance for the money dance for the money
Mama like to twerk for the money twerk for the money
Twerk for the money twerk for the money like I wanna
VVS's on the pinky ring
I told my ex hoe I'm on to better things
Yeah we getting money but it ain't the same
These niggas acting different since that money came
You be on some broke shit
In the strip club you don't ever throw shit
Oh you the man how? You don't ever show shit
Boy you a worker you be stunting like you know shit
They like it when I woo
VVS's on the pinky ring
I told my ex hoe I'm on to better things