City Girls - Show Me the Money lyrics
Jatavia Shakara Johnson & Caresha Romeka Brownlee
[City Girls - Show Me the Money lyrics]
New jewels, shine me out
Shopping sprees, fly me out
Calabasas, buy me house
Bank account, dry him out
Buy me this, buy me that
Lose me, nigga, buy me back
New Coupe with the paper tag
Same color as the Birkin bag
Aww, yeah, check it nigga
Hold on now, check it, nigga
I ain't none of them desperate bitches
You gone respect the misses
Every week, you know it's Christmas
The hatin' hoes, I hear the whispers
Messy hoes taking pictures
City Girls bе taking niggas
Summer, spring, winter, fall
Four seasons, hittin' thе mall
Dope boy, scam niggas
Fuck love, I be playin' with 'em
I want the money
Show me the money
You got some money? You actin' like you love me
Show me the money
I want some money
You got some money? Give me the money
Give me the money
Aye, I can't lie, a bitch went colorblind
Stop seein' green, left him in the summertime
You know how shit go
Niggas get poor in August, so I sent him with the next ho
I'm on Rodeo, I got a new drive
New dick to slide in my thick thighs
He got money, too, I'm actin' funny, too
My girls like, "What the hell got into you?"
New watch, new chain, new charms
Eatin' dinner on the beach with the palm
Trees, I told a bitch please
It'll be a cold day in hell 'fore I leave
He got me trippin' and I ain't even clumsy
Got a nigga do anything for me
He say he love me, y'all think he love me?
Bitch, you better get that money
I want the money
Show me the money
You got some money? You actin' like you love me
Show me the money
I want some money
You got some money? Give me the money
Give me the money
I want the money
Show me the money
You got some money? You actin' like you ove me
Show me the money
I want some monev
You got some money? Give me the money
Give me the money
Shopping sprees, fly me out
Calabasas, buy me house
Bank account, dry him out
Buy me this, buy me that
Lose me, nigga, buy me back
New Coupe with the paper tag
Same color as the Birkin bag
Aww, yeah, check it nigga
Hold on now, check it, nigga
I ain't none of them desperate bitches
You gone respect the misses
Every week, you know it's Christmas
The hatin' hoes, I hear the whispers
Messy hoes taking pictures
City Girls bе taking niggas
Summer, spring, winter, fall
Four seasons, hittin' thе mall
Dope boy, scam niggas
Fuck love, I be playin' with 'em
I want the money
Show me the money
You got some money? You actin' like you love me
Show me the money
I want some money
You got some money? Give me the money
Give me the money
Aye, I can't lie, a bitch went colorblind
Stop seein' green, left him in the summertime
You know how shit go
Niggas get poor in August, so I sent him with the next ho
I'm on Rodeo, I got a new drive
New dick to slide in my thick thighs
He got money, too, I'm actin' funny, too
My girls like, "What the hell got into you?"
New watch, new chain, new charms
Eatin' dinner on the beach with the palm
Trees, I told a bitch please
It'll be a cold day in hell 'fore I leave
He got me trippin' and I ain't even clumsy
Got a nigga do anything for me
He say he love me, y'all think he love me?
Bitch, you better get that money
I want the money
Show me the money
You got some money? You actin' like you love me
Show me the money
I want some money
You got some money? Give me the money
Give me the money
I want the money
Show me the money
You got some money? You actin' like you ove me
Show me the money
I want some monev
You got some money? Give me the money
Give me the money