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Oh, Lord My whole squad turned up, swear to God we 'bout to go hard Money in the bank, money on the wrist, money in the Goyard Money like this bitches let you skip the foreplay Bankroll got her pussy poppin' in the foyer (Yeah-yay) Bankroll make 'em play angles Tell me that pussy mine, it was never mine Bankroll make 'em play angles Make 'em go tell their next niggas: never mind I'm off that, I'm off that, I'm off that Never, never mind, baby, you ain't gotta lie I'm off that, I'm off that, I'm off that Baby, come ride... Come ride me like a codeine cowgirl Ride slow, ride slow, ride Baby, come ride me like a codeine cowgirl Come ride me like a codeine cowgirl Come ride me like a codeine cowgirl Oh, shit Bad lil' bitch came to get lit, say I'm on the hit list (Yeah-yay) Rich shit, we just came to flip-flip, baby know the difference (Yeah-yay) She love bands like Xans, she love Xans like bands (Yeah-yay) She just wanna pop that shit, told her: stop that shit (Yeah-yay) Tell me that pussy mine, it was never mine Bankroll make 'em play angles Make 'em go tell their next niggas: never mind I'm off that, I'm off that, I'm off that Never, never mind, baby, you ain't gotta lie I'm off that, I'm off that, I'm off that Baby, come ride... Come ride me like a codeine cowgirl Ride slow, ride slow, ride Baby, come ride me like a codeine cowgirl Come ride me like a codeine cowgirl Come ride me like a codeine cowgirl
Writer(s): Brittany Hazzard, Alex Savchenko Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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