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I Just Want the Money

Bishop Lamont

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[Verse 1: Bishop Lamont] I don't know if they done told you but bitch 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 fuck the negative, I'm lookin' for freaks to toss With head so vicious, ass like Tracey Ellis Ross So I switch to the Beamer, it's time to floss Like a bitch 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 ass Maybe slap the ass Kiss it, freaky shit, even bite the ass Rough nigga, snatch your hair when I stroke ya Elbow in your back, don't be scared if I choke ya This that monster fuck, spin you round pick you up Bet your man don't fuck like this, step your game up [Hook: 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 bitch (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 2: Bishop Lamont] 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 cocky nigga 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 bitches Head wrap, vegan, jazz, spoken word bitches They be actin' so pure and mannerable Get 'em home them bitches turn to animals Get my dick sucked to Trek Life to Little Brother Jill Scott, get 'em hot, quick to fuck a brother They all the same when they take off they clothes A hood rat to college girl, I love deez hoes [Hook: Bokie] [Verse 3: Bishop Lamont] 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 niggas 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 Shit And even that's debatable I see niggas buyin' bitches like these hoes inflatable I could never be a lifeguard, I'll never save a ho I treat a bitch 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 [Hook: Bokie] [Outro] Shouts out to Khrysis. Khrysis got beats too. All my niggas in North Carolina Justus League and shit. That's what's up. Let's keep it rollin' niggas Let's go to church real quick on these motherfuckers real quick man Spit the gospel you know? Shit knock
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