Bishop Lamont - I Just Want The Money lyrics

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Bishop Lamont - I Just Want The Money lyrics

[Verse One] I don't know if they done told you but b**h I'm a boss Push a big black truck with the duel exhaust Stash spot for the haters if our paths ever cross Beef get expensive, your life is what it costs But f** the negative, I'm lookin' for freaks to toss With head so vicious, a** like Tracey Ellis Ross So I switch to the Beamer, it's time to floss Like a b**h that'll swallow like it's applesauce But if you don't cool, off your chin, let it drool You gotta doggy style, that's my only one rule I like to watch the a** Maybe slap the a** Kiss it, freaky sh**, even bite the a** Rough n***a, snatch your hair when I stroke ya Elbow in your back, don't be scared if I choke ya This that monster f**, spin you round pick you up Bet your man don't f** like this, step your game up [Chorus] (Bokie) (I just want the money) Can't pay my rent with a relationship (Simps just want the honey) Go bankrupt just so they can bust a b**h (You won't get one cent from me) Not a dime, not a nickle or a penny (Bite your nails if you get hungry) Ummm hmmm [Verse Two] Yaararaaah Donkey Kong with the ding dong Sex powers like China with the ping pong Dick long as a Chop & Screw slow song I'm kinda well endowed Is that so wrong? I can't help it, I'm a co*ky n***a Literally, figuratively When it stiff it look like Italy Oui, oui, it's the Eiffel Tower Make the sliddin' doors shake when we crush in the shower I love the neo-soul b**hes Head wrap, vegan, jazz, spoken word b**hes They be actin' so pure and mannerable Get 'em home them b**hes turn to animals Get my dick s**ed to Trek Life to Little Brother Jill Scott, get 'em hot, quick to f** a brother They all the same when they take off they clothes A hood rat to college girl, I love deez hoes [Chorus] (Bokie) (I just want the money) Can't pay my rent with a relationship (Simps just want the honey) Go bankrupt just so they can bust a b**h (You won't get one cent from me) Not a dime, not a nickle or a penny (Bite your nails if you get hungry) Ummm hmmm [Verse Three] I never been a trick And never will My dick is expensive You pay for the motel You pay for the hotel Then you pay me Cause it's so swell When it comes to simpin' I don't play around These n***as Halloween Trick Or Treatin' all year round Not scared for 'em Been misinformed Only treat 'em like that if it's wifey on your arm sh** And even that's debatable I see n***as buyin' b**hes like these hoes inflatable I could never be a lifeguard, I'll never save a hoe I treat a b**h like dad, I just say, "No" I'm not a pimp, I just sound like one I'm not a player I just hand around some I'm not greedy but you can't have a crumb You're lucky air is free cause I wouldn't give you none [Chorus] (Bokie) (I just want the money) Can't pay my rent with a relationship (Simps just want the honey) Go bankrupt just so they can bust a b**h (You won't get one cent from me) Not a dime, not a nickle or a penny (Bite your nails if you get hungry) Ummm hmmm [Outro] Shouts out to Khrysis. Khrysis got beats too. All my n***as in North Carolina. Justus League and sh**. That's what's up. Let's keep it rollin' n***as. Let's go to church real quick on these motherf**ers real quick man. Spit the gospel you know? sh** knock.