Wait Til I Get My Money Up Lyrics by Gabriella Rose
Wait ’til I get my money up
Wait ’til I get my hair long
Wait ’til I get back in my groove
Wait ’til I move on
You hit my line like, “Baby don’t you miss me?”
While at whispers with a pair of miss me’s
Like I thought, she’s just your type
Easy breezy cover girl, right?
Wait ’til I get my money up
Wait ’til I get my hair long
Wait ’til I get back in my groove
Wait ’til I move on
Now you’re working out telling me you got a pump on
Oh, you’re playing ball so you’re back to getting dunked on
In two weeks you’ll be back to beg
‘Cause your new one stopped giving you
Wait ’til I get my money up
Wait ’til I get my hair long
Wait ’til I get back in my groove
Wait ’til I move on
I’m gonna get my license back
I’m gonna date like 10s on 10s
You’re gonna hear ’em say “She’s off that”
Boy I’ll show you then
You’re still broke
Still stoned, never grew a backbone
6 foot 2 and still acting like you ain’t grown
Little miss next likes your big old Ford
We both know what you’re compensating for
Reel ’em in but you can’t hook ’em baby
You fish but you never catch nothing
Crazy, oh I bet you been feeling kinda lonely lately
So why don’t you call Jenny?
Why don’t you call Kylie?
Swoop in and get you some with two ton Tiffany
Wait ’til I get my money up
Wait ’til I get my hair long
Wait ’til I get back in my groove
Wait ’til I move on
I’m gonna get my abs back
I’m gonna get my ass back
I’m gonna get some rich ass friends
Boy I’ll show you then
(Wait ’til I get my money up)
(Wait ’til I get my hair long)
(Wait ’til I get back in my groove)
Boy I’ll show you then