LUV 4 YA Lyrics Destroy Lonely
Oh, uh
Baby Money
Baby Money
Baby Money, baby
Uh-uh, uh
She tryna eat my wrist (Oh, yeah)
She tryna suck my *** (My ***, my ***)
I went to sleep dead broke (Dead broke, dead broke)
I woke up too rich (Too rich, too rich)
I ain’t never ever have to front (Have to front)
I got a black truck sitting out front (Out front)
My main *** got a big butt (Big butt)
I get the big ass fit for my ***
I’m in the air, pullin’ up in Magic City (Magic City)
I’m with your bih’, and yeah, she showin’ me her ***
All my money stackin’ taller than a midget (Uh)
I’m smokin’ kale, *** smokin’ midget (Uh)
On the real, I’ve been counting digits (Baby Money)
On the low, I’ve been selling *** (Baby Mon_y)
Take her phone ho, sh_ can’t take a picture
I’m gonna flex the ho, I’m with all my niggas
She don’t wanna talk, she just tryna vacate (Vacate)
I got a nice place, ’bout to fly her to the A
I got a gangsta ho tryna swing my Drac’
I’m pourin’ up eights, ridin’ with Lil 8 (Lil 8)
Yeah, I got racks on my face (My face), she got racks in her face (Her face)
I *** the ***, sent the ho outer space (Outta space)
I disappear, pulled the Ghost out today, nah (Yeah)
Baby Money (Baby Money)
I try to think about you, but
It’s, still I just went and cashed out on some new ***, you know what I’m sayin’?
That’s, that’s, that’s the point, you feel me? (Baby Money)
I got love for ya, I got love (Love for ya)
I got love for ya, I got love (I love you)
I got drugs for ya, I got drugs (I love, love)
I got drugs for ya, I got drugs
Bae, I’m losin’ my mind
Yeah, the money sittin’ side by side
I got love for ya, I got love, love
You the plug, ***, you the plug, plug
I beat it up, ***, beat it up, beat it up
I got love for you, I got love (I got love)
We got love for you (Baby Money), we got love
I got drugs for you (It’s, it’s, it’s not, it’s, it’s lasting forever), I got drugs
She got drugs for us, she got drugs
She tryna eat my wrist (Oh)
She tryna suck my *** (Woah)
I went to sleep dead broke (Woah)
I woke up too rich (Too rich, too rich)
I ain’t never ever have to front (Woah)
I got a black truck sitting out front (Out front)
My main *** got a big butt (Oh)
I get the big ass fit for my *** (Baby Money)
I’m in the air, pullin’ up in Magic City (Woah)
I’m with your bih’, and yeah, she showin’ me her *** (Baby Money)
All my money stackin’ taller than a midget (Uh)
I’m smokin’ kale, *** smokin’ midget (Uh)
On the real, I’ve been counting digits
On the low, I’ve been selling *** (Baby Money)
Take her phone ho, she can’t take a picture
I’m gonna flex the ho, I’m with all my niggas