Various Artists - Got Your Money lyrics

Ohhh baby I dedicate this to all the pretty girls All the pretty girls It's on All the pretty girls, in the world And the ugly girls too Cause to me your pretty anyways baby You give me your number, I call you up You act like your p**y don't interrupt I don't have no problem with you f**ing me But I have a little problem with you not f**ing me Baby you know I'll take care of you Cause you say you got my baby, and I know it ain't true Is it a good thing? No its bad b**h For good or worse, makes you switch So I walk on over with my Cristal b**hes, nword put away your pistols Bemis won't be having it in this house Cause b**h I'll cripple your style Now that you heard my calm voice You couldn't get another nword, hoochie won't get moist If you wanna look good and not be bummy, girl you better give me that money Hey, dirty, baby I got your money Don't your worry, I said hey Baby I got your money [x2] Yo! So I glanced at the girls, girls glanced at me I whispered in their ear, "Wanna be with me?" You wanna look pretty though, in my video Ol' Bemis on the hat and I let you all know Just dance if you caught up in the holy ghost trance If you stop, I'll put the k**er ants in your pants I'm the M-A-B as you can see FBI, don't you be watching me I don't want no problems cause I put you down In the ground where you cannot be found I'm just Bem dog trying to make sum money So give me my streaks and give me my honey Radio, yes all day, everyday Recognize I'm a fool and you love me! None of you nmph better look at me funny Nmph you know my name now give me my money Sing it, sing it girls! Sing it right now! Yo, if Bemis want his money Just give him his money That's how I like girl Sexy, s**y, s**y Sexy, s**y, s**y Sexy, s**y, s**y Sexy, s**y, s**y Yo, yo! Nword playing in the club like this all night b**hes put your a** out let me hold it tight You looking at my wrist saying "it's so nice" The price b**h is diamonds shining disco light You better help me solve my problem Or I'll get this money and rob them Lucky dig when I won the lotto Ran up on my car for carrying (ryllos?) You can call me Bemis, and then lift up your skirt And you want this Bemis, god made Bem and Bem will bust your a** Stop annoying me, yeah! I play my music loud It takes the ba*tard ol' Bemis to move the crowd They say he had his balls in his mouth Cisco Adler taught me that back in the house But give me my money! Hey, dirty, baby I got your money Don't your worry, I said hey Baby I got your money [x2]