Latto - Get Money Girl (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Latto - Get Money Girl (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
I need all my bitches who get money
to the front (10-4, 10-4, hmm)
If you ain't got a bag, this'll
make you go get one
(What you waitin' on?)
I'm a get-money girl,
get-money girl (Frr)
Get-money girl, get-money girl
Go get you a bag, sis,
get you a bag, bitch
Go get you a bag, sis,
if you a bad bitch
I'm a get-monеy girl (Money),
get-money girl (Monеy, frr)
Get-money girl (Money),
get-money girl (Money)
Go get you a bag, sis (Frr), get
you a bag, bitch (Bitch)
Hatin' hoes don't like me (Bitter)
But all the lesbos wanna
dyke me (Scissor)
Could pull a million out, won't
even notice (Frr, figures)
Goin' broke is very unlikely (Never)
Cameras out when I'm with
my sister (My sister)
They keepin' up with us like
Kylie (Like Kylie)
Latto is a real pen pusher (Facts)
It's me behind these bars
like Rice Street (Relax)
These niggas be some cheetahs
like my panties (My panties)
These bitches need a chair, they
can't stand me (Ho, sit down)
This Rolex on my wrist don't
tick-tock (Tss, tss)
But I gets to the bag, Yo
Fancy (Bitch, I'm a)
I'm a get-money girl (Money),
get-money girl (Money, frr)
I'm runnin' up a bag,
I got stamina (Go)
She in the house hurt like
she's Tamela (Broke)
These jeans huggin' on me
like they miss me (Woah)
Bitch, I don't need a tailor
like Olandria (No)
This nigga thought that I was
playin' games (But I ain't)
'Til I went up on 'em like
I did Jermaine (Rap Game)
South of France, but I came from
self-claim (On a plane)
I.AM.GIA on my clothes
and my chain (GIA)
I only get along with get-
money girls (That's all)
Big Mama booked all around the
world (Five hundred thou')
I be stiff on a nigga, hit
the Heisman (Baow, baow)
Say he a get-money nigga, but
he lying (Bitch, I'm a)
I'm a get-money girl (Yeah),
get-money girl (Yeah, frr)
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