B.M.W. lyrics

by

Xavier Wulf


[Hook]
Ya she really wanna go and make paper
If you really wanna go and make paper
b*tch, go 'head, and sell that pus*y for me
b*tch, go 'head, and pop that pus*y for me
Ya she really wanna go and make paper
If you really wanna go and make paper
b*tch, go 'head, and sell that pus*y for me
b*tch, go 'head, and pop that pus*y for me

[Verse 1]
I don't give a motherf*ck' about your boyfriend
I don't give a motherf*ck' about your best friend
b*tch I ain't the n*gga you wanna know
Come and get this money, right on the pole
If you thinking what I'm thinking come and get some
I be drinking, I be sticking, strippers dancing
b*tch I'm rich, I'm high just like a plane
Suck my di*k so fie', I love your brain
She the baddest f*cking b*tch on the Southside
Popping pus*y on my di*k, when her ass grind
b*tch I'm going on and off the drank
Got your ho, she rolling up the dank
I be getting all these b*tches, taking housewives
I be f*cking n*ggas hoes with they mouth wide
b*tch I'm fly, you know just what I'm 'bout
She f*cking north, but she can go down south
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[Verse 2]
Ya my sh*t up in the club, now she twerking
Hella n*ggas throwing money, b*tches working
She gon' make a mill, and give it to me
Keep the baddest hoes hustling for me
She be getting to the money, she ain't playing
She an all-star, got them n*ggas paying
She be twerking hundreds on the clit
Up on the pole, now she on the di*k
I be thinking 'bout the money, you irrelevant
Got a bad ass b*tch, and she elegant
She don't give a f*ck, she turn they heads
Gangster yellow b*tch, she bringing bread
n*gga this is for my strippers who be grinding
Popping pus*y just so they can get a diamond
Tricking b*tches, that sh*t ain't for me
Get the money, bring it home to me

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