lirik lagu money – saucy santana
[intro: saucy santana]
(tre trax, i think we got one, haha)
b*tch, i get money, stop motherf*ckin’ playin’ wit’ me
(it’s trax season bruh)
[chorus: saucy santana]
money makin’ b*tch, i ain’t ever chasin’ d*ck (money)
(ayy, run me my money)
money making mitch, i’m always paid in full sis (money making mitch)
(ayy, run me my money)
always talkin’ sl!ck, pay your rent before you diss
(ayy, run me my money)
and i can talk my big sh*t, i got designer on my lips (big sh*t)
(ayy, run me my money)
[verse 1: saucy santana]
bust it open like i’m luke
he wanna pull this ass over, toot toot
f*ckin’ all night, booted off the boot
he bustin’ back to back, chile, he ain’t scared to shoot (ahh)
all i do is get paid
got these b*tches lined up like i’m in a parade (line it up)
actin’ out, this ain’t charades
i’m a real florida b*tch but i am not from dade (305)
don’t brag on your bag, baby boy, you gotta spend it (yeah)
i*n*d, you can’t make me a dependent (ind)
i’m headin’ to the top, only if the lord willing (thank the lord)
i don’t f*ck with broke b*tches, i need room for all these millions
body sn*tched up but sis, i ain’t brazilian
i just copped me a benz, at the top, ain’t no ceiling
cash, check or charge
birkin bag, chanel swag, swipe your card (yeah)
[chorus: saucy santana]
money makin’ b*tch, i ain’t ever chasin’ d*ck (money)
(ayy, run me my money)
money making mitch, i’m always paid in full sis (money making mitch)
(ayy, run me my money)
always talkin’ sl!ck, pay your rent before you diss
(ayy, run me my money)
and i can talk my big sh*t, i got designer on my lips (big sh*t)
(ayy, run me my money)
[verse 2: renni rucci]
i need my money on time, be quick on your feet
ain’t a rap b*tch out really f*ckin’ with me
yeah, i look like money, dollar sign physique
and i love me a n*gga, l!ck p*ssy and feet
i got a big ole’ ass for him to munch on
he ain’t got a bag? tell the broke n*gga “get gone”
givin’ up the p*ssy ’cause you love him, did the sh*t wrong
n*gga, run me my money, leave your feelings and your b*tch home
yeah, next caller, big d*ck baller
like my n*gga tall and his money way taller
know they say the money make a b*tch p*ssy holler
heard he got the m’s and i need every dollar
[chorus: saucy santana]
money makin’ b*tch, i ain’t ever chasin’ d*ck (money)
(ayy, run me my money)
money making mitch, i’m always paid in full sis (money making mitch)
(ayy, run me my money)
always talkin’ sl!ck, pay your rent before you diss
(ayy, run me my money)
and i can talk my big sh*t, i got designer on my lips (big sh*t)
(ayy, run me my money)
[outro]
(tre trax, i think we got one, haha)
(it’s trax season bruh)
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