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French Montana

Genres: Hip-Hop

Money Bag Lyrics - French Montana

Shawty bust it open then I bust er back 

Niggas talkin but we talkin cash 

Poppin bottles then we poppin tags 

You know we came with the money bags 

Shawty bust it open then I bust er back 

Niggas talkin but we talkin cash 

Poppin bottles and poppin tags 

You know we came with the money bags 

Cake! We came wit it 

You know we came with the money bags 

Cake! We came wit it 

You know we came with the money bags 

 

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Shawty bust it open then I bust er back 

Niggas talkin, we talkin cash 

Call me AKK came wit it 

Old school money, big daddy came wit it 

She throw it back, I'm throwin' stacks 

Told that bitch, take 3 days to count it back 

If it's real, tat my name on it 

Throw it, blue dot pour it 

Smoke like I go, dirty Sprite I pour it 

Coke Boys you know, pay like you owe em 

What you need I got, smoking weed, drinkin blue dot 

Never sober 

 

Shawty bust it open then I bust er back 

Niggas talkin but we talkin cash 

Poppin bottles then we poppin tags 

You know we came with the money bags 

Shawty bust it open then I bust er back 

Niggas talkin but we talkin cash 

Poppin bottles and poppin tags 

You know we came with the money bags 

Cake! We came wit it 

You know we came with the money bags 

Cake! We came wit it 

You know we came with the money bags 

 

Freedom is for real, you lame niggas playin wit it 

Menace to this shit, just like old dog, it came wit it 

Inside all white, like I put cocaine in it 

I just bend er over, scarecrow, no brain wit it 

Wrist froze, I breeze it in 

So slick, I slide out 

Headed to the Sean Combs honey cone hideout 

Yo bitch be tail gatin, killed that, new tricks 

I just hit Shawty then pick up them shell cases 

Saint Nick, I came with the bags 

Slidin down the chimney straight up on that ass 

And that pussy up like a top with a slap 

Really I've been sober but I'm high above the cash 

 

Bust it open, Pussy Poppin I'm On It morning 

We takin shots of that roll, turnin up to the morning 

Bang Bros that bitch, we turn her out Ion Want her 

We just threw 20 thousand, we make it back in The Morning 

Cake cake shot straight, fat bitch, ass thick 

Bottom red model bitches, take em down, I'm the shit 

White gold, call that catholic, do the dash and I'm lit 

Tryna ride you get licked 

Turnin up, turnin up 

I just wanna check up there like Nike do 

I've been chasin money since '92 

Money bags Shawty it's what money do 

You would do the same if you had money too 

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