Travis Porter - Money Right lyrics

[Intro:] It's on The way she dance with a girl (I like all that) Baddest b**h in the world (I like all that) Goddamn look at her Ali, s**y eyes pretty feet yeah [Pre-Chorus:] Pop that p**y baby Show them n***as you ain't scared in here Make that money baby Show them n***as you ain't scared in here Shake them titties baby Show them n***as you ain't scared in here Make em get that money right Make em get that money right [Chorus:] All my girls in DOA You know they get that money right All my girls in blue flame counting up that money tonight All my girls in magic city running through that check tonight Make em get that money right Get that money right [Verse 1:] I fall in the club, I just poured a deuce This hoe on the pole getting motherf**ing loose Popping her p**y, she shaking her a** She making it gushy I'm running through these bands Hunnids only, I don' got no change All that a** on ya, it's a goddamn shame Show ya p**y ring to the goddamn gang (let me see it) Do it for the shakers in the goddamn flame Okay now pop that p**y for me Pop that p**y for me Pop, pop that p**y for me I swear I think she loves me She say she's from New Orleans But that sh** ain't important She just want her money Mama ain't raise no dummy [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Bridge:] Money raining on you girl [x3] [Verse 2:] I said the money raining on you girl The way you shake make me want it girl I've got a couple thousand on me girl I'll go get some mo if you climb On top of that pole Hit the top and drop it low oh Go to the back and count your dough She got a bag full of skrilla Homework in the sealer Shawty all about her business And you got to pay to visit Shawty gotta get it [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Verse 3:] The way that you dancing on the pole (I like all that) The way that you drop it down to the floor (I like all that) The way your p**y popping on your knees (I like all that) The way that you dancing with such a tease (I like all that) Gimme a likkle liquor Might throw you couple figures Might treat you a lil special I just pull up on a n***a Ain't non' wrong with strippers That's what I consider Might treat you presidential Just come roll with a n***a Blue flame I love you, Magic I love you Might throw you something baby girl if you lucky I heard you looking for me Well pop that p**y for me I see you acting a lil nervous Let me tell you something [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus]