Diamond D - Lotta Money lyrics

Chorus: She ain't f**in' with less you Gotta lotta money Gotta Lotta Gotta Lotta Money Gotta Lotta Money Gotta Lotta Gotta Lotta money Gotta lotta money Gotta lotta money Gotta lotta money (Repeat1x) Verse 1: You,You,You know what it is Straight certified bad chick She always fresh to d**h Like she hopped up out da casket About to take my style back You ain't pay your taxes Ya'll ain't really rappin' You hoes just actin', action You hoes better cut it out You know you see her jumpin' out Crome wheels, exotic heels I guess dats wat da fuss about She can't help it if your n***a wanna take her out Credit cards She max it out She all in his bank account Da mall is what she think about So n***as better betta come correct Cuz she ain't tryna holla Unless a n***a tryna cut da check She a red, drop-top corvette, black lace corset Man dem hoes can't afford it yet Chorus: 2x Verse 2: You know what it is Straight certified bad chick She only f** with n***as With a wallet full of plastic Call her a shop-a-holic She need rehad Way da cla**es? Cuz she be,she be ballin She can't help it It's a habit Somethin' about them Jacksons Attracts her to them Grants Addicted to them Franklins When they wrapped in rubberbands You know way she at She stay creepin' with your man She say money make her come So she get wetter than a hand And this is just her M.O You b**hes know she be fly And while you hoes hatin' Gone an add a N-E-Y Been gettin doe Since knee-High Now da bread EICY Big sh** poppin like E I Chorus Bridge Now all my ladies Who be gettin cash Without givin no a** You stay poppin all dem tags Throw the money in the bag Cuz you a bad chick,now dats a bad chick Is u a bad chick, there go a bad chick Now all my ladies gettin' paid Layin' up in da shade And trippin' cuz u get it You know money everyday Cuz you a bad chick, now thats a bad chick Is you a bad chick, there go a bad chick Chorus